This is a song about "Boys ain t right"

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

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

And now these hoes are on my line

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.