This is a song about "Prod gang enterprise"

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Make room for the groom married to his music

And my name too big, and my gang too big

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

So i bend over to get the fork, and of course i feel a little prod,

Its sniper and bf gang thinking wise,

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Cause u know that this my jam

Of a wolf gang gang bang

Gang banging with bloods and crips

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks