This is a song about "Geordie boys"

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

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

Just show them boys whos boss

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Simply out of this world by choice

My tears fall down my eyes cuz other boys

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

Fuck boys just keep envyin , (slow)

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

She said i'm ready to fuck