This is a song about "Boy with a chopper"

Cus when im comin boy,ill hit ya with a truck,

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Plus they wouldn’t let me in the spot with my chopper

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

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

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

Boy you better know who you're messin' with

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Throw ya in a chopper,

The only time i flirt with her

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

You a bitch nigga shut your mouth boy