This is a song about "Jersey boys"

I'll retire nxt and hang his jersey from the rafters

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Now i’m up in this bitch

Boys took his brain hostage,

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Simply out of this world by choice

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

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Dc, man over money

Boys tell me they love me

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.