This is a song about "Skype group call"

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Yea its my group its my legion

Sensationally i bust rhymes better than a all-round group cypher

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

The future for our youth's group is damned, the roots,

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

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

Inspiration throughout the group

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

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