This is a song about "Ih boys"

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

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

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

Simply out of this world by choice

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Lookin at my boys like

Fuck boys just keep envyin , (slow)

And she gives them a blow

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Boys wearing that hardy