This is a song about "Philly boyz"

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

It gettin chilly back in philly so i grabbed me the gin/

So all your girls bet a grab ya boyz

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I'm went from god to a king, pete rose, philly,

I just want somebody i can see

Bumping heavy d and the boyz, still "chunky but funky"

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Born in cal but my heart is philly, can you feel me?

And all women who had light features, see

I ain't never smoked smoked a philly blunt or even weed

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet