This is a song about "Squad"

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule

You ain't gon find that

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Choppas out now-now open wide like a freak squad.

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

I pray to god and stay in squad, walkin' through these lonely roads,