This is a song about "Coy"

I should have known from the start boy

I only catch the coy

Posing as a humanoid with soy who challenge in coy

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

Ain’t no crime, i can only catch the coy

Columbus, holla at ya boy

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy