This is a song about "Prep squad"

Now sissy prep up for a symphony of alimonies within a pterodactyl screech

Blood all over grass mouth infested with rats i'm a known killer names encarved in each

The squad on lock no key

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Choppas out now-now open wide like a freak squad.

She can only take so much more than her heart got

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

And for now all i got is my main bitches in cat squad, i aint no fraud,

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule