This is a song about "Whit boys"

Simply out of this world by choice

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Boys took his brain hostage,

Never agree with that message

My tears fall down my eyes cuz other boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

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

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

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

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

Fuck boys just keep envyin , (slow)

Down just so we can grow

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

Another dead woman,another bad boys