This is a song about "Yam squad"

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I must go like fly route

The squad with us, no troop

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

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

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

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

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

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

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

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