This is a song about "Boy in a band"

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Am i a one man boy band, nah this ain't no backstreet,

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

But what can one boy do against a band.

I’m coming back like light-skin and

They don't wanna see their boy john in the center of a missing persons column

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

But i'm a lazy boy but there's change in my lining

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring