This is a song about "Looking boys"

Boys took his brain hostage,

Now you speaking my language

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

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

Simply out of this world by choice

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

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

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

Your a rhino, let's see what your prayer avoids

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

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

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