This is a song about "Boys are shit"

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

My blunts are pearled like i pulled from a clam and shit

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Women who are told that they are on some "bitch shit",

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

So that's why, cos the remainder are shit

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

So finally might make sense, when these rappers are talking shit

Bitch, they call it motor city

But the boys are too stupid to see

The boys fuck a chorus this shit goes hard fuckin with a beast turn a lady i

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die