This is a song about "Beat boy"

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

No ray of joyi'm the boy

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

Get outta my face, looking boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?