This is a song about "Ttyb squad"

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

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

The squad with us, no troop

I’m saving major loot

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

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

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

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

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

A mansion with marble floors, and security codes

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

My squad is who i get it wit

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

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