This is a song about "Backing boys"

Another dead woman,another bad boys

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

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

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

I talk a lot of shit i'm backing it up

On they car note to go to the club

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Simply out of this world by choice

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Boys wearing that hardy

A twenty somethin cup

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Bitch backing that ass up, keep a condom for motels