This is a song about "Boys n bucks"

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

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,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

And i wish i had #420 bucks in my back pocket

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

I think she's probably done with boys

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Addicted like boys on needles,