This is a song about "Boys high"

Simply out of this world by choice

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

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

And losin all his money

Boys tell me they love me

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Just show them boys whos boss

Watching for hollow-tip shots

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

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

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

Another dead woman,another bad boys

Boys wearing that hardy

We like to party