This is a song about "A kid who never fits in"

The quiet kid who only spoke to answer a question

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

And i ain't never did a bid and i don't have a little kid

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

Awkward kid in need of a mom who cared/ dressed like a boy

Don't write a line just cause the rhyme fits.

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

The one in your nightmares that chum who never fights fare

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

And i remember always running in the hallways as a kid,

Lincoln just said that to save the nationthese are lies that we all accepted