This is a song about "An italian kid copying my videos"

Thought i was an autistic kid/ but it was just all the toxics my

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Name, like he's the champion, an average kid/

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Copying stealing and pasting lyrics

Look b**** don't speak on my kid again,

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

If it was up to me, you'd be raisin my kid/

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

The director, host is my agenda, italian leather

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Here's a dollar kid go buy yourself an ice cream

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

An now she twenty with a kid an she fucking with the #fingers