This is a song about "Boys with no ryhme and bad swagv"

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Same rhymes with bad flow and no skills

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Bumping heavy d and the boys

K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d