This is a song about "Hot boy"

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

No ray of joyi'm the boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

Little gay-lookin boy

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

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

You know i am not gon stop

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

Little gay looking boy

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