This is a song about "Sydney boys"

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

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

Boys wearing that hardy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

Simply out of this world by choice

Ugh, here we go again, rapping in west sydney we bring the pain.

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

My tears fall down my eyes cuz other boys

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

Break it down one time