This is a song about "Backstreet boys"

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

I still wonder while you little niggas still breathe

Boys wearing that hardy

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,

Lookin at my boys like

Whether you wrong or you right

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

Addicted like boys on needles,

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up