This is a song about "Raisin boy"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Git out my face looking boy

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

I'm raisin hell like you when chasin a chocolate parakeet

It aches ow, but you better admit it cause i'm raisin the stakes now

The pain is horrible and for michael i gotta make it through somehow.

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Jesus saved u on the cross he was risen just to make your life tastes good like a raisin

And take place looking boy

Go play with your sex toy

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

Me i'm raisin it/see you lack the style that had for awhile/