This is a song about "Little whit boy"

Little gay-lookin boy

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

He was a happy little boy till the day that it all fell,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay looking boy

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Hey little boy, im back again

I don't care what it did to them

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

Pull the pound, up and down, turn yourself around shorty

She like dudes whit lotto money from

Oh, you look like my next victim

I don't care when i was a little boy my toys were bombs knives and bitch i even

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him