This is a song about "My boy aaron"

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Your my bad boy i'll love you till i die

See, with you, i never see it wrong

Even helped my boy along

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got those

On my family’s hate for the young boy they raised.

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Seen the how-to video now he on point

Round & round/ town boy/ but my pops is from detroit\

Now this shit is turning to a habit

She said.......boy take my pussy an start poppin it,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those