This is a song about "Drummer boys"

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,

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

But most of the time

Look it something they can't ever see

Boys listening wishing to hack me

My own pace, rocking the beat of my own drummer

Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Couple white boys out repping for the east

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Fuck boys just keep envyin , (slow)

I be murdering bars

Just show them boys whos boss

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Loud shit, weird noise