This is a song about "Crushing on a boy"

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

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Watch how quickly they find a new leader

Paper boy make you a believer

Who ya got left to congregate deploy activate decoy

All this is hard on him too, but he is such a strong boy,

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

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

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

You a bitch nigga shut your mouth boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Okay son be a good boy

Smoking on water vapor i'm the only savior no a boy band but i got mindless

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love