This is a song about "The girls not the boys"

Boys oink like you in the middle

Baby girl my stroke official

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

While my boys crack the beer i sniff the gear

Do not attempt to interfere

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Even the girls do not know how hard it is to survive

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

The girls do not bother me but the boys cannot buzz off like a bee