This is a song about "Gadder the boy"

Unanimously rythmical,ripping apart your rapping particles,i can destroy

Right now, so the boy can see it, i dont wanna be rude, neither crude, but fuck boy

Always on the go the boy never relaxes

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

The chair fit his actions right, he was a lazy boy.

Boy, boy,ho, ho, what the fuck you gon' do when the world is done fuckin with you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

To keep up with the same pace looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

With the same pace, looking boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

The chair fit his actions right, he was a lazy boy.

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix