This is a song about "The boy in the striped pajamas"

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Little knew the boy, that the guide lied

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Boy meets world and in this story the world is topanga just call me corry

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You in the devils creek/ when you lose the paddle/ boy you betta learn to swim

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

People riot and destroy, but we ain't done cause we want to destroy

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Uhhhh pay attention to each line boy...its like i stabbed u in the eye...do you

A deep void, sounds are complimentin the beat boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

You're sick like the boy in the bubble