This is a song about "Toy soilder"

I've got nothin' to worry about

Toy graffers i'm lining out

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Yeah... yo dick is like a toy bruh (recall!)

We got money to go get baby

That's right bitch boy you just a toy to me,

What happened to em, innocently used to play with and adore toy trucks

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

These are soilder lyrics, each puchline i have shot's fired

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

I get to the point with my rap plots 'n' i'll toy with this fags thoughts

Best believe this is the boy

Go play with your sex toy