This is a song about "Boy from the trap"

I got a "hell yeah" from dre looking boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

I get a "hell yeah" from dre looking boy

And a "way to go" from your label every day looking boy

Posing as a humanoid with soy who challenge in coy

This boy rise from the dark corner of a room,

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that