This is a song about "A young boy named brayden"

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

By a crackhead named june

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

You is not hip then i can not coach her

There used to be a guy named undertaker

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

Found a man, named stan, but he knocked me out with a can,

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

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

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Who ever thought the young boy would turn around and do it?