This is a song about "Squad"

845 brick squad on the track/

This is why her nigga mad

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

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

And for now all i got is my main bitches in cat squad, i aint no fraud,

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

To become a couple of half pig cops, part of the rcmp squad

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

The squad with us, no troop

So i banged for a minute

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

My magma hot bars race between the lines like a squad of cop cars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops