This is a song about "Boys"

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

Just show them boys whos boss

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Trip, and then you never snitch

Boys took his brain hostage,

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

And it wouldn't be a slip to say that i'm into boys

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