This is a song about "A bad boy"

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

She's a part time

You are a bad patient

And you know my drift

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

Paper boy make you a believer

Or fascinated by a beamer

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

And yea right if you think that your a bad boy

What a bad situation

She all on my skin

Posing as a humanoid with soy who challenge in coy

And a way to go from your label everyday lookin', boy