This is a song about "A drugged out lover boy that s sad"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

And yea right if you think that your a bad boy

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

It sad that that happens but it's not a lie

Stay down ass clowns, you must've, thought i was such a lover

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Got a shit flow, admitting that you rap bad, thats sad

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

It's a sad thing, the dumb shit that comes out of your stupid dome

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

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

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice