This is a song about "Inlove with a boy"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

With the same pace, looking boy

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

So gay i can barely say it with a 'straight' face looking boy

Boy you better know who you're messin' with

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

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

When i was just a boy

So gay i can barely say it with a straight face lookin', boy

Who ya got left to congregate deploy activate decoy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Thats the life when your just a boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

And there's little to be glad for