This is a song about "Toys"

Beat mc's like you than throw em away like broken toys

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

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

And all women who had light features, see

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

No toys for you little boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Play them like they're my pity toys

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

I don't care when i was a little boy my toys were bombs knives and bitch i even

On toys for my baby princess

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success