This is a song about "Weed boy"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

Little gay-lookin boy

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

Who substituted for this weed

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

And take place looking boy

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Okay son be a good boy

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay lookin' boy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.