This is a song about "Coy"

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

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

Columbus, holla at ya boy

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

I only catch the coy

I'm from the ville, boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

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

Posing as a humanoid with soy who challenge in coy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

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

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

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

I should have known from the start boy