This is a song about "Tortured boy"

A tortured soul i used to be

You be get up on this fly shit baby

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole