This is a song about "A boy getting rude"

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Me and the boy young roy are getting tired of holding the beef in,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I'm the bees knees, but got called a dude, so rude.

Okay son be a good boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

If thats not proof enough to cause a rude erupt in your uterus

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

Crystal clear zoned mirror , need please on knees deplete destroy

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Oh boy, we're getting naked

Right now, so the boy can see it, i dont wanna be rude, neither crude, but fuck boy

People riot and destroy, but we ain't done cause we want to destroy