This is a song about "Giving the world to your boy"

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

A boy in his prime trying to leave his mark in this world

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

Than giving to the people who needs some.

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

The world is watching and your the suspect

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

And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy

Thats the life when your just a boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Boy meets world and in this story the world is topanga just call me corry

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

And a way to go from your label everyday lookin', boy

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