This is a song about "Boy s"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

It´s the battle of life

We hustle to survive

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit