This is a song about "Fuck boy chiraq"

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Boy, boy,ho, ho, what the fuck you gon' do when the world is done fuckin with you

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

To the moon, and not owe anyone, boy, cuz boy, thats just what the fuck i do.

So what i say boy, is... fuck critics

Got a nigga seein things

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

And destroy any fuck boy who been pumpin the game with estrogen/

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Want the title but im always fighting under card

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,