This is a song about "Tween boy"

Okay son be a good boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little gay lookin' boy

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay looking boy

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Little gay-lookin boy

Little gay looking boy

Go play with your sex toy