Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.
I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,
You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth
Is it the money or my marriage or media peace
That shit was wack as fuck
Grease hot feeling, boys burning up
No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints
Bumping heavy d and the boys
And this is dc where the rich see the poor
The old boys' club in an all-boys school
Speed up, patience, please cause
Just show them boys whos boss
Boys took his brain hostage,
Throw d's on that bitch
Us bitches are learning to run these boys
Simply out of this world by choice
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