This is a song about "Rollin with my boys"

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

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Rollin with my dogs i'm chiefin' on some long beach

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Livin in the 315 never rollin with ya

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

I am the realest rapper out and imma be rollin with my clique

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

My tears fall down my eyes cuz other boys