This is a song about "Bad roasting a boy"

And yea right if you think that your a bad boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

You a bitch nigga shut your mouth boy

Your my bad boy i'll love you till i die

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

A name with a vision boy called aspect,