This is a song about "Love you boy"

Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

No toys for you little boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

You a pussy boy, you and your team

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Or now they don't praise enough

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

Paper boy make you a believer

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her