This is a song about "Backstreat boys"

Boys tell me they love me

I’m a hustla, baby

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

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

I love you though i'll still fuck

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Addicted like boys on needles,

Good kids make bad grown ups