This is a song about "A skinny mixed kid"

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I will fuck a fool up i dont care if im skinny

God better forbid that i have a kid,

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Skinny dipper,yeah she got a temper,

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

I'm doing shit i never might of did

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Of a kid with no exuberance

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Boy you are skinny, skinnier then a licorice.