This is a song about "Sticking with my boys"

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Taking advice and sticking up my anus, good gracious

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

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

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

My boys bail me out cause they got a special bond with me

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints