This is a song about "Baby toys"

Play with your toys, play with your blocks,

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

I put toys in a lyrical seizure,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

And i know love me baby

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Simply out of this world by choice

Play them like they're my pity toys

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

And the toys you bring, i do see 'em

I was wondering maybe

I'm still just a baby

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys