This is a song about "Squad love"

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

Or did i sprout a new arm, cat squad causing all this harm,

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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