This is a song about "Fuck boy dyllan"

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

I'ma be gunning for the success boy fuck the rest i be the best

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

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

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

Whore momy that i didnt do it, plus boy, i can say words, you couldnt even fuck one

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

Now what was the chorus boy, fuck ya here we go

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

But fuck with me, boy, that means war