This is a song about "Boy little t"

He wasn't there to see his little boy grow

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Boy get off your so called little lady,

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay-lookin boy

No toys for you little boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

And boy they did flock; can't believe this little hick locked

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

And do i need to mention when

Hey little boy, im back again