This is a song about "Little whit boy"

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay looking boy

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Little gay-lookin boy

How fitting we at stadium

She like dudes whit lotto money from

And the little boy looks up to the slime and listens

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

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

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

And boy they did flock; can't believe this little hick locked

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Now move back over here to the right

Little knew the boy, that the guide lied