This is a song about "Boys and hotness"

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

I'm ill and void, still devoid of a realer joy of pealin' boys

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

And you're lucky that our boys dragged me off your neck

And you are not around like black fathers

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,