This is a song about "My boo"

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Hoe i'm mad ,let them boo,

We believed in you

Let me put my mouth where you booty is, boo

Watching for the cops that's moving through

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And a kiss from you on the lips my boo would get my vision hazy

From his baby or boo, so he gets rabies and lose

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Cause i've contimplated suicide more than should boo

Boo, when i'm lippy, time for my comic villian laughter

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I'm tryna learn somethin new