This is a song about "Squad or nah"

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

"nah man your just high again"

And do i need to mention when

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

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

Or should i say meating, nah that would be cheating, but it is true

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

So odd, your entire squad, stood by in awe.

To liberate yourself, africa

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

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