This is a song about "Imma dop boy"

When i was just a boy

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

No toys for you little boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Twista finna get up on the track

Imma spit this angry rap

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy