This is a song about "Chilling with the boys in the hood skinning a zute"

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

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

The boys in blue! get 'em trey!

I make forty-some dollars a day

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Arrive at the building, around 9 am smoke a cigarette just chilling,

She self made, i'm self made

Chilling out in the shade

My bitches fuck me good

I don't live in the hood

Sometimes i would sneak out in the night with my black hood

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

But she forgot about the golden rule