This is a song about "Rich boys poor girls"

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Well, you better be rich

And she stripping, go to college

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Another dead woman,another bad boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

There's a clear divide of race and class between the rich and poor,

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

And that's why they called you bitch

Simply out of this world by choice

Wait barbies arnt for boys,