This is a song about "Diary of a wimpy kid the ugly truth"

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Tell the truth i got a couple of screws loose,i mean it

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Just a lonely kid, merely a stain on the life of everyone else.

Put me in a booth guarantee ill spit the truth,

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Commin' equipped with some shit that niggas just can't believei pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze

I said rap about illuminati - not talk shit with the lyricism of a kid and act cocky

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

The day a kid gets signed

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

A rocker kid, you in the hospital, and got a lot of slits,

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

And they have a tendency to always stretch the truth,