This is a song about "The squad"

Busy raising babies and living on tour

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule

My magma hot bars race between the lines like a squad of cop cars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Or did i sprout a new arm, cat squad causing all this harm,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Don't worry bout a thang baby

The squad on lock no key

To become a couple of half pig cops, part of the rcmp squad

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

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

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk