This is a song about "Backstreet boys"

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Mic'ing few miles fitting the backstreet

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Boys tell me they love me

But am i less holy

I'd done stacked many

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

Fuck boys just keep envyin , (slow)

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

Simply out of this world by choice