This is a song about "Indianhill boys"

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Simply out of this world by choice

My tears fall down my eyes cuz other boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

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

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

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

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