This is a song about "Simple boy"

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Rhymer who's "simple" in knowledge.

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

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

Simple lines to golden from rapping and ish

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Ouch, hurt a little, probably cause yo words are simple

So here i am at the store for some chips

22. splitting simple divisions,

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Is he crazy or just that simple?

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Females always wanna complicate neva keep it simple