This is a song about "Weed boy"

I can always go home and look down my street

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Who be puffin that weed

I don't know defeat

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

Little gay lookin' boy

Who substituted for this weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Okay son be a good boy