This is a song about "Team 18"

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Just a fantom team life with an ego to the cillin christ in my brain.

Of making it to t.v. with my niggas as a team

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

Dream of everyone in my team.

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

I do this for my whole team

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Your team will crash like nascar

Just as you rose you will fall

You ain't never seen

Me and my whole damn team,

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Vc can't tell me nothin bout this team,