This is a song about "Young glo boys life"

Boys took his brain hostage,

Never agree with that message

My tears fall down my eyes cuz other boys

Simply out of this world by choice

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

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

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Just show them boys whos boss

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Addicted like boys on needles,

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

That's why i'm makin' money

Boys tell me they love me

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints