This is a song about "Weed boy"

No toys for you little boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

Redan road, that’s my street

Who be puffin that weed

And take place looking boy

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Who substituted for this weed

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

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

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy