This is a song about "Roasting the rap group 422 boyz"

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

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

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

East with biggie and group home

Now all i am is alone

The michael myers of rap,

And that's jay line i had to quote that

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

We'll meet back and regroup

Inspiration throughout the group

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

And you all will respect that

The reason why i rap