This is a song about "Roasting a boy"

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Boy you are skinny, skinnier then a licorice.

Opposites attract, boy to girl that's a fact

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Opposites attract, boy to girl that's a fact

And yea right if you think that your a bad boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Thats the life when your just a boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

Would look at us all the time