This is a song about "Kanay is naughty boy"

With his hood raised up, this boy is lacking luck, combating in blood.

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Boy meets world and in this story the world is topanga just call me corry

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

May just gon' bring hobo back

So step back boy, your shit is whack

Ya boy, i never quit, this is just the fuckin beginnin of my apocalypse of lyrics

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Sing it to em' shorty

In my old school, with the naughty