This is a song about "A boys unattrativness"

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

The game wit a field goal our coach said good job boys u were on a roll

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Loud shit, weird noise

No it ain't easy

Boys tell me they love me

Simply out of this world by choice

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Fuck your rumor i'm back, me and my boys making this a camaraderie

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

Pocket full a coke, but the boys still broke