This is a song about "Indianhill boys"

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

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

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

What, what ... project shit what

Boys wearing that hardy

Walk that body, talk that body

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

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

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

Another dead woman,another bad boys

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

Simply out of this world by choice

Boys tell me they love me

Fuck that now trying get the money