This is a song about "Southall tamil boys"

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Simply out of this world by choice

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

I’m a hustla, baby

Boys tell me they love me

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

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys