This is a song about "Me and my boys"

Lookin at my boys like

Aw man, it's been a ride

And, boys try to pull a fast one

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

The race war, when it's us against all of them

The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

You don't mess with 12, my boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints