This is a song about "Cow boy boota"

I'm raw off the meat rack, have a cow in a beef, i'm going ham,

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Little gay lookin' boy

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

When i was just a boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Matter fact, your last rap sounded like cow crap.

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy