This is a song about "Fake boys"

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

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

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Loud shit, weird noise

Boys wearing that hardy

Hopin' that my niggas see

Simply out of this world by choice

My tears fall down my eyes cuz other boys

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

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

I love you though i'll still fuck

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,