This is a song about "Boys chilling and killin"

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Talkin' about hangin' peeps, and killin' blacks.

Against them boys pushin and shovin you around

Even if it's not out, bring the whole stock out

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

And it wouldn't be a slip to say that i'm into boys

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Simply out of this world by choice

V2: maybe she's chilling with rich kids and i can't compete

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds