This is a song about "My boy darhie"

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

Now everybody put your hands up high

But i'm a lazy boy but there's change in my lining

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Playng baseball with my boy tube

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Git out my face looking boy

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

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Cos at my altitude i'm not a shitty boy

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Now you better obey, imma pass it to my boy j