This is a song about "Crushing on a boy"

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

On how when you turned a fuck boy and the same day i turned celibate

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

Got my shades on, i walk down the street and yes i'm a pretty boy

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Fuck boy steady puffin on average herb while im on magic

I stayed away from reading the plain dealer

Paper boy make you a believer

Always on the go the boy never relaxes

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss