This is a song about "School crews"

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Would you be running with crews or have somethin' to prove,

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

The ganja is a medicine, we spray no crews,

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

Many houses vacant,projects been baking,new cliques and crews formed

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

See i learned it in school

Iced out, okay cool