This is a song about "Hanging with da boys"

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Hanging with the wrong morons in this world i was thrown on.

My boys bail me out cause they got a special bond with me

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

I worry bout my cousins while hanging with a duchess

That i can only love you when you undressed

Best friends with da game you are still a guest,

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Creeping, with gut hanging out in park, you eat alone there when it's dark