This is a song about "I hate a boy"

About a little boy but i warn you it's gory

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

When i was just a boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

I hate when she bleed too cause i'm a crip,

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

I graff', graph and graft; a b-boy that breaks physics.

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

Got my shades on, i walk down the street and yes i'm a pretty boy

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

About a little boy but i warn you it's gory