This is a song about "Ttyb squad"

845 brick squad on the track/

Where the black girls get their weaves back

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,

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

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

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

And isaiah say one day your time will come

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

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

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

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars