This is a song about "A somali boy"

When i was just a boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Boy you are skinny, skinnier then a licorice.

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

And yea right if you think that your a bad boy

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Okay son be a good boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy

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