This is a song about "Slay squad"

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Filled with sorrow till tomorrows breakaway a mess till i slay

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

Been running around trying find a job

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

I promise i'mma call you back

845 brick squad on the track/

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Slay a list of enemies envying creativity