This is a song about "Boys and hotness"

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

When they twist and talk with they fingers

A dollar and tell her to stop it i don't fuhh with boys like

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

And that both of these boys, not men, will eventually pay

Against them boys pushin and shovin you around

Not into diamonds i'm shining just to get geechied out

Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

I wonder why we take from our women

And, boys try to pull a fast one