This is a song about "Sad boys"

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

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

Boys wearing that hardy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Sneak up on attack

Her life story was so sad

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Then you look like a fucking fool

But now everthings just sad

And i got that bait, they all bad

Just show them boys whos boss

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Addicted like boys on needles,

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels