This is a song about "Love the boy"

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

The chair fit his actions right, he was a lazy boy.

With the same pace, looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Always on the go the boy never relaxes

Destined to win, get respect where i live

It's real dog, i live in the fire

Let's just say the boy hurt her

Little knew the boy, that the guide lied

You got to have your game tight

Thats the life when your just a boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

That would be enough

Yet the things that i love

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck