This is a song about "Sticking with my boys"

As i seenobody cares about my history

With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d

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

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

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

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

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

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

So i'm sticking to refining my pen

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them