This is a song about "Phosphate group"

Them cowboy country singers going forever recoup

We're trained in a new cage and booth, a hated group,

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

Yea its my group its my legion

I'm offended that i'm in group e

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

And the whole of group c can suck my d

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Cuz yal fucking with a group who just don’t care.

Tight nit group of thugs, dedicated to the cause of pain.

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Inspiration throughout the group

Meet me by the entrance of the tube