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

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Became the greatest group ever, never will remain the same,

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

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

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

The reason why i rap

Pass that, catch back, fast that

That he dont even own

East with biggie and group home

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

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

This rap shit ever since i split from the group that was unfit a bit it was more

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store