This is a song about "Sticking with my boys"

Just let me explain this, why you pick up that stainless

Taking advice and sticking up my anus, good gracious

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Simply out of this world by choice

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

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Like i say all the time that lil boys my favorite toy.

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Me an my boys we the triple six crew

No more amore, i refuse to force you

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

My current path is pathless, full of maggots, sticking together like magnets.