This is a song about "Liverpool scouse boys"

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Couple white boys out repping for the east

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

I got bigger problems baby

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Lookin at my boys like

He got hit up that same night

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

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

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

Simply out of this world by choice

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

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