This is a song about "Team coca"

They just don't give a fuck

Beat box while we team up

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Gotta believe in my self you cant need a team

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team.

Come get a taste, of the these coca lines

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

My team eat everyday a feast

Once the message released

I'm in my other car

Your team will crash like nascar

Like playing a match without the captain of the team

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

You a pussy boy, you and your team