This is a song about "Toy helicopter"

Spewin' toxic liquid, like i'm gettin' helicopter lifted,

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Thoughts were spinin' in my head, fast than a helicopter propeller.

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Boy, your a child's toy, go make a human centipede there.

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

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

Cause you're a toy, a fixture, even gandhi will hold it

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Your the example of a toy that i really want to dismantle

I’m an animal my video on discovery channel

Toy graffers i'm lining out

I must go like fly route