This is a song about "Slake boys"

Got tired of running from the police

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Third ward general, young cash money

Cus you're so sexy

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

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

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

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

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

Been wishing and dreaming sitting believing that i,l come and change with my voice/