This is a song about "Wired boy"

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

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

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

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

So they just paint wired

Slight work, slight work

I'll carry him and throw him into some wired barbs

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

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

Little gay looking boy