This is a song about "New guy"

Dreamin on a lullaby

Turned into the good guy

When i'm low, she take me high

Going school try to be the nice guy.

I’m taking too long with this amateur guy

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

I'm the new guy you people will use

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

Did you meet another guy

Tears that our fore fathers cry

I like big butts and i cannot lie

You'd rather talk to some other guy

Hopin hes the right guy

That's the window into the sky