This is a song about "Remy boys"

Boys listening wishing to hack me

I delete they history

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

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

On they car note to go to the club

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

So, i give these rappers bars, like the remy mensing guy

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Addicted like boys on needles,

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

They say nothings ever free

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom