This is a song about "The boy"

Always on the go the boy never relaxes

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

Every time girl knocked, boy hit the door

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Always been known as the quiet boy in the backroom.

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

The boy gets home late in the afternoon

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

Go play with your sex toy

No ray of joyi'm the boy

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

And the little boy looks up to the slime and listens

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

All the kids say i’m a bad boy