This is a song about "The great boys"

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

Talking of the gods you serve

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

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Me an my boys we the triple six crew

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

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Im writing this shit off the dome but its going great

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight