This is a song about "A boy getting bulieed"

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

Want the title but im always fighting under card

And there's little to be glad for

Paper boy make you a believer

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Cos at my altitude i'm not a shitty boy

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

It's getting limited, only a few

No more amore, i refuse to force you

I'm not moving like a cartoon

A boy taken for a goon