This is a song about "Three boys fighting"

Or you'll drive me crazy

For that j number three

I was wondering maybe

At the age of fuckin three

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You pull up in parking lots

Just show them boys whos boss

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

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

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

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

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,