This is a song about "Fame money boys"

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Cause some of you bitches funny

Boys tell me they love me

I think found where your mind was

Just show them boys whos boss

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Money is the misson/ fame is just a given

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Even with the money and the fame

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

Another dead woman,another bad boys