This is a song about "Dat boy"

I begin every good day by drainin whisky straight out the flask, daddy ask whats dat,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Your the type dat can never be replaced,

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

We got dat smoke and blow

This summer gone be mine though

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

Tell dat bitch she fuckin wallin

One time give it up for him

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy