This is a song about "Coy"

Columbus, holla at ya boy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

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

On my back boy, holla back boy

I only catch the coy

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy

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

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

Posing as a humanoid with soy who challenge in coy

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

And that's word to my nigga bad boy

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

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