This is a song about "Gadder the boy"

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

To keeping up with the same pace lookin', boy

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

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

I chill now, cop a lil' ice later

Let's just say the boy hurt her

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

A yo its our boy spitin the truth

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

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

Little knew the boy, that the guide lied

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy