This is a song about "Rickson the skinny boy"

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

Right now, so the boy can see it, i dont wanna be rude, neither crude, but fuck boy

A deep void, sounds are complimentin the beat boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

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

I know most guys won't freak together

Let's just say the boy hurt her

Not one j got a pair or more

Every time girl knocked, boy hit the door

With the same pace, looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

I will fuck a fool up i dont care if im skinny

Pockets on heavy d, bitch i'm hot, third degree