This is a song about "Boys"

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

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

They gotta point em out baby

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Your a rhino, let's see what your prayer avoids

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

I love you though i'll still fuck

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Boys tell me they love me

I came up hungry

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

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

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints