This is a song about "We the squad"

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

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

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

Top dropped down, black on black

845 brick squad on the track/

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

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

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

We sip moscato, like we hit the lotto

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

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

Is written in our souls, africa

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,