This is a song about "Your boy"

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Fuck you and your whole street, soulja boy gone bring the heat

And a "way to go" from your label every day looking boy

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

You a bitch nigga shut your mouth boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Give me dome, then let me skate

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy

Who ya got left to congregate deploy activate decoy

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

Your telling me how to write boy i'm glad you can count,