This is a song about "Indian fat boy who play football"

I look into her eyes and it brings me joy

Awkward kid in need of a mom who cared/ dressed like a boy

There was a little girl who never went out to play

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

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

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Feeling like bad-boy, a mad man deployed to destroy who makes him madder,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Girl like u mess with boy who earn...

Guess i see it's my turn

Once their was a boy who felt like a king,

Someway, somehow nigga feeling