This is a song about "Fan boy"

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

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Talking about the god you serve

Like i'm a fan of the packers

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

And i get it cheaper, i cop bricks like sneakers

I know you're my fan, go back to the bleachers

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

Let's fuckin' picture it, shit's about to blast the fan

You're not, such a fan

Like fuck it man

Everyone is bf fan,

Hoppin' out a van