This is a song about "Backstreet boys"

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Simply out of this world by choice

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

I think she's probably done with boys

Couple white boys out repping for the east

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Boys took his brain hostage,

Forever you my bottom bitch

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

Addicted like boys on needles,

Our girls is the models

Parallel on the other side

Lookin at my boys like