This is a song about "Hot boy"

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Get outta my face, looking boy

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

And don't make vibrations stop

In the limelight being red hot

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

When i was just a boy

And the boy right here, is he hot or is he cold? why not both?

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

And take place looking boy

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