This is a song about "I run them boys"

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

After every show, a dream she hold

We them boys that glow without gold

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Run them over with tractors i'll gun your shoulder

Them boys be talking ’bout their bitches

Bring the battering ram where you live

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

Simply out of this world by choice

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice