This is a song about "Getting boys"

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Addicted like boys on needles,

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Fuck boys just keep envyin , (slow)

Cause of death? bars

Just show them boys whos boss

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

Been wishing and dreaming sitting believing that i,l come and change with my voice/

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,