This is a song about "The stupidity of boys"

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,

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

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

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

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

So like i said before don't act a fool

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Couple white boys out repping for the east

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Me an my boys we the triple six crew