This is a song about "Gadder the boy"

A deep void, sounds are complimentin the beat boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Now concentrate until you get the juice

A yo its our boy spitin the truth

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

Always been known as the quiet boy in the backroom.

No ray of joyi'm the boy

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

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

You're sick like the boy in the bubble

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

The boy gets home late in the afternoon