This is a song about "A boy that broke your hear"

I graff', graph and graft; a b-boy that breaks physics.

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Boy, your a child's toy, go make a human centipede there.

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

A white boy rapping yeah that could shock an electric eel

And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

So cower when you hear that loud knock at your door,

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

What i'm tryna say is that battier's a gay boy

Girl, you're fixing to get your heart broke

New canvas she need a new stroke

She never ready to go so she forever come

Girl your beauty ain’t lying, boy you’re king like a lion