This is a song about "Rickson the skinny boy"

I know i'm a skinny white boy who raps like a drug addict

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Every time girl knocked, boy hit the door

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

If you're not really here

You fucked up boy, you broke the deal

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

The boy gets home late in the afternoon

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

You're sick like the boy in the bubble

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

A yo its our boy spitin the truth

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

The chair fit his actions right, he was a lazy boy.