This is a song about "Your boy"

Im washin off another plate

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

They like boy wont you get your rest on

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Your bitch wanted cash, get her, know i'm around boy

People riot and destroy, but we ain't done cause we want to destroy

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

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

And a way to go from your label everyday lookin', boy