This is a song about "Unt and group 3"

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

It's time to join are group circle, now you joined and we chanted,

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

We're trained in a new cage and booth, a hated group,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Taking out such a pivotal group

12 and 16, were 3/4 of the way through.

And word i blew off herb i grew

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

3 or 4 times a day, do codeine and are dope fiends,

This is the real deal 3 stars and the sun

A couple years back ain't seen my vision