This is a song about "Team jacob"

Without the sound of guns

Without a team, no excellence

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Stacking cream snatching girls for my team

Gillys on the fucking twerk team

Bitches pursue me like a dream

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

All exams deemed finish so i'll go see my team,

The bitches is everything in between

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

You a pussy boy, you and your team

Beat box while we team up

They just don't give a fuck