This is a song about "Boys with bangs"

Been wishing and dreaming sitting believing that i,l come and change with my voice/

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

Another dead woman,another bad boys

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Like explosive bangs from a sawed-off shotguns cough,