This is a song about "Old toy"

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Cause you're a toy, a fixture, even gandhi will hold it

Since i was a day old,

Women front, they get its cold

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

I get to the point with my rap plots 'n' i'll toy with this fags thoughts

And i drop top off in a hot cold

These wack bitches getting old

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Toy graffers i'm lining out

I must go like fly route

To toy with em like a fool. im so fucked up, you'd think i graduated from clown school,

Not too many years ago 3 murders occured,gun was found in my neighbours pool

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy