This is a song about "Squad"

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

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

The squad with us, no troop

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

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

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

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

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

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

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

The squad on lock no key

Trying to catch me riding dirty