This is a song about "Boy s mom"

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

This rapping is just a charm

Well go cry to your mom

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Tats no dey for my arm

I finally got a girl, mom!/