This is a song about "Boys party lovers"

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

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

Walk that body, talk that body

Fuck niggas that dont party

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Loud shit, weird noise

Toast, toast to the party!

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

But i see other people every day with their lovers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers