This is a song about "The squad"

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Choppas out now-now open wide like a freak squad.

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

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

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Sounding like i'm coked out, squad get blowjobs from high scores its a blowout

White with a badge or anyone

The bigger the the fun

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

My squad is who i get it wit