This is a song about "Comeback kid"

I was always the kid.

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

May day, comeback it has been this way rub my back, then let me lay, fuck

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

Check out my style here's the esoteric kid

You wasted my rhyming replying back to me without a comeback

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Or who did, cause i did

Then there was this one kid

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

Purple label 8 hundred

Better have a good comeback i'll grind you up like a vitamix blender.

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever