This is a song about "The boy you like"

With the eyes glazed over, "boy, you ain't schroeder!

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

You fuck her in the ass, oh shit that your boy manny

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You should be practicin' more, writtin' more.. nigga im just a normal boy like u

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Boy, boy,ho, ho, what the fuck you gon' do when the world is done fuckin with you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

The white boy dissing you till the peel breaks of the snake

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Boy if you a king im the jewels in ya crown

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Not thinkin bout the boy that you dropped off in hell.

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

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