This is a song about "Shire crew"

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

Unlike spoiled brats and their manicured crew,

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

I'm on deck i'm up next

Yea my crew vexed, crew vexed

Now look: the change has come

Kill your crew for no reason

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

Alarms dispatched saying that arms detached from the crew

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Fuck with with me i'll get my whole crew,

Im throwin' divebombs with my rapper crew

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

I went from having a 2bit, 3 man crew,