This is a song about "Ginger boys"

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

You don't mess with 12, my boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Simply out of this world by choice

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

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

Boys listening wishing to hack me

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Dc, man over money

Boys tell me they love me