This is a song about "The yid squad"

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

My squad is who i get it wit

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

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

To liberate yourselves, africa

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

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

845 brick squad on the track/

Snapple fact: you rather wack

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

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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