This is a song about "About being a kid"

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

Theoretical whines about being hamlet in trouble,

Resin sharing with a dick kid

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

I ask you what's so good about being a king,

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

About but no one ever gives anything in return without a doubt. im tired of being

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

God better forbid that i have a kid,

That's motivation, my people living wicked

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

But i should really stop worrying about your well being

To asking women about how your hot to being a bitch bragging then to judging

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality