This is a song about "You wish boy"

I wish you best of luck

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

You i saw you boy must admit

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

She say boy you bipolar

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Swear i'm trying to get through

Wish i could stuff all you

A clever idea to take something they said

Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,

Like sally mae on college debt

Now you wish i was dead,

You a bitch nigga shut your mouth boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ