This is a song about "We them boys in the school"

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Ok im at school trying to be cool trying to fit in and not be a fool

Aiyo, this is rain shady on the beat bitch. we bout to do it vintage old school

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

When i first came to the school we hung out every day

While we going through the school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Just show them boys whos boss

You pull up in parking lots

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Me an my boys we the triple six crew

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

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice