This is a song about "Sober boys"

Lets come up to my city

Boys tell me they love me

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

Another dead woman,another bad boys

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/

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

If i give you a flask of these metaphorics raps, you'll never get sober

Let's have a toast for this new love

Addicted like boys on needles,

Save some, save none at the same time

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

But she forgot about the golden rule

The old boys' club in an all-boys school