This is a song about "Having boys love you"

You don't mess with 12, my boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Never meeting his true love, having kids,

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

Remember having you whenever/ now your gone without a trace

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

Pocket racked up all big faces

Baby if you want my love

Do you like being a pawn? like having a drawn

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean