This is a song about "The galaxy squad"

845 brick squad on the track/

Wonder if they take it all back

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

So take the stage just show me what you got

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

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

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

Fill up a buster, my skill is bigger then a galaxy cluster.

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

To liberate yourself, africa

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

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