This is a song about "The blond boy"

You see, i spawn flows on these blond hoes

You feel it from your head to your toes

With the same pace, looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

And the little boy looks up to the slime and listens

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Thats the life when your just a boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Little knew the boy, that the guide lied

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

You're sick like the boy in the bubble

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Boy i think i i hit the jackpot

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

Who ya got left to congregate deploy activate decoy