This is a song about "Ballon boy"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Little gay lookin' boy

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay looking boy

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