This is a song about "Sparta left unhealthy boys to die"

Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

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

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

I need to get away before i die

Got nothing left to say

Until i started to lose my way

Or somthing and wait to die

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

You're 'bout to fuckin' meet him, homie, shut up and zip it boys,

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

You are going to die

You other brothers can’t deny

And i promised to myself,they must die

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high