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

No beastie boys, i don’t need no license to be ill.

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Man these bitches got unhealthy kitchens

Never break, took a break though

Never to the left i go

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

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

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

I need to get away before i die

Enemies right outside, everyday i'm ready to die./

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

But the boys are too stupid to see

I swear they think i'm crazy

I'm the other guy

Now its your turn to die