This is a song about "My boyfriend carlos"

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

Someday i know you find right girl to date who like back. i am sorry i don't like you as boyfriend.

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

She do it with no hands

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

Confided in my boyfriend and talked all day

Your boyfriend can kick our asses blindfolded.

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

But the guy didn't really know, (she had a boyfriend), so he didn't have to go

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.