This is a song about "We them boys"

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

To hold evil in a submission until we have them

We drink alcohol while them strippers show tush

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

We got the lyrics, we get the dissing, 'n we killed them bitches

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

We dont even hear them little beeps

Can barely walk the city streets

Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out

Against them boys pushin and shovin you around

You pull up in parking lots

Just show them boys whos boss

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

When we bring out them choppers, you gonna have heart attack.