This is a song about "I know what the boys like"

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

Like i say all the time that lil boys my favorite toy.

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Just a feeling i got, like something's about to happen but i don't know what

I feel like i'm insane, i don't know what to say, its the voice talking.

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

While my boys crack the beer i sniff the gear

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

A dollar and tell her to stop it i don't fuhh with boys like

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Now i got ya attention ya know what the hell i’m saying.

I don't know what the fuck is going on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong