This is a song about "Indianhill boys"

Boys took his brain hostage,

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Couple white boys out repping for the east

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

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

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Another dead woman,another bad boys

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

He got hit up that same night

Lookin at my boys like

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Us bitches are learning to run these boys