This is a song about "Black boy"

How you let a black boy set you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Okay son be a good boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Little gay lookin' boy

Who happens to be black

In the house, holla back

The villian’s back and venom black

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy