This is a song about "Pressuring a boy"

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

I get a "hell yeah" from dre looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

A decoy, my raps'll leave you trapped in defeat boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

Paper boy make you a believer

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her