This is a song about "Straight white boys"

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

Another dead woman,another bad boys

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

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

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

It wasn't set up that way,they want us to fight each other,white black straight or half gay

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Just show them boys whos boss

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

Would look at us all the time