This is a song about "Backing boys"

Right side, right side

Lookin at my boys like

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Remember to fight for your rights, no backing down

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

I'mma live and die in cali

Boys wearing that hardy

So give it baby

Boys tell me they love me

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

It's like you dropped your laptop without backing up your memory

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

Or backing down, come here slut, let's talk/

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Addicted like boys on needles,