This is a song about "Love and deception on boys"

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

You're 'bout to fuckin' meet him, homie, shut up and zip it boys,

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

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

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

Boys tell me they love me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free