This is a song about "Boston warriors"

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

Magic city tipping them

You can take the heat like boston

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

Battleaxe warriors, only thing i can name

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Sandy hook didn't happen boston marathon jeez

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Boston, threw the tea overboard

I'm a son of a gun

Blowing up like i'm boston