This is a song about "A young boy"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

When i was just a boy

Im a young brotha with a cold flow

She so sweet, shortie feed my ego

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

A young one that shows bravery i see

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

On my family’s hate for the young boy they raised.

And then along came the wrong man for her

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

A boy taken for a goon

I need a little room

You a bitch nigga shut your mouth boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy