This is a song about "Fucking boy"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Okay son be a good boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

No ray of joyi'm the boy

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Let's kick it on my la-z-boy and throw a fucking crazy show