This is a song about "Vux squad"

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

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

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

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

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Bet i'm heavy with that

Sounding like i'm coked out, squad get blowjobs from high scores its a blowout

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

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

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

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