This is a song about "Maro is a toy"

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

I fuckin placed you in boy, so stop playin with yo' toy, you'll have time to do that

Boy, your a child's toy, go make a human centipede there.

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Yeah... yo dick is like a toy bruh (recall!)

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

That's right bitch boy you just a toy to me,

Cause you're a toy, a fixture, even gandhi will hold it

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Murder ya with a babys rattle toy,

And that's word to my nigga bad boy