This is a song about "The lost boys"

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Pocket full a coke, but the boys still broke

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

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

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

Tossed n' lost in the lost and found.

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Simply out of this world by choice

The world is so typical

Boys oink like you in the middle

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Me an my boys we the triple six crew