This is a song about "A british boy"

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

Like you're watching a church gathering take place, looking boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Cos at my altitude i'm not a shitty boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

When i was just a boy

And her smile lit up the room

A boy taken for a goon

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Who ya got left to congregate deploy activate decoy

And a "way to go" from your label every day looking boy

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black