This is a song about "Somali boys"

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Just show them boys whos boss

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Simply out of this world by choice

50,000 ones before i hit the lobby

Boys wearing that hardy

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

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