This is a song about "Boys ain t right"

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

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Just show them boys whos boss

They right too cause

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

Another dead woman,another bad boys

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t