This is a song about "Money arizona sad boys"

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Another dead woman,another bad boys

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

Boys tell me they love me

Could i make you my baby

Modify your quota bitch

Boys took his brain hostage,

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Addicted like boys on needles,

I know what you do with that

Her life story was so sad

You don't mess with 12, my boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Loud shit, weird noise

Wait barbies arnt for boys,