This is a song about "Gadder the boy"

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

The boy gets home late in the afternoon

To the moon, and not owe anyone, boy, cuz boy, thats just what the fuck i do.

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Let's just say the boy hurt her

Chain withdrawn when we not together

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Thats the life when your just a boy

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

You fucked up boy, you broke the deal

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

And the little boy looks up to the slime and listens

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot