This is a song about "Boy with a chopper"

Boy you better know who you're messin' with

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Chopper bouncing like a bunny jumping with a sugar rush

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

Little girl for a big boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

Unanimously rythmical,ripping apart your rapping particles,i can destroy

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

Crystal clear zoned mirror , need please on knees deplete destroy

So gay i can barely say it with a 'straight' face looking boy

Fuck shane battier that nigga a soft boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy