This is a song about "Punk boy"

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

But im taking a dump on ur little beef punk

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Online this is for the public to stop your punk shit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that