This is a song about "Shire crew"

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

Unlike spoiled brats and their manicured crew,

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

When i'm through, with your crew/

If your man can't keep up wit you

Cause i'm apart it and that's my crew

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Keep your business to your self never fuck with a crew

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

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

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Of claiming i can defeat your crew

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

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