This is a song about "Boys"

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

If you ain't about money

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Good kids make bad grown ups

Addicted like boys on needles,

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

Another dead woman,another bad boys

Private plane, my seat recline

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

Just show them boys whos boss

And i'm still hurtin over pops

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.