This is a song about "Frisbee boys"

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Boys wearing that hardy

And not a copy

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

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

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

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

You wonda why they call u bitch

Boys took his brain hostage,

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Boys listening wishing to hack me