This is a song about "Young glo boys with the shits"

Look, need to call it quits

61. young money with laxatives,

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Cause i’m back on my grind

Young heart,with an old mind

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

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

You don't mess with 12, my boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Been trying to rap since i was in the 6th grade with the young fade

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation