This is a song about "Timmys toys"

I'm on deck i'm up next

On toys for my baby princess

No toys for you little boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Play with your toys, play with your blocks,

Where would i be without my dogs

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Go back to your toys, y'all ain't sexy.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

So to tell the toys r us kids all across the land

Killa you already know harlem

And the toys you bring, i do see 'em