This is a song about "Diary of a wimpy kid"

Awkward kid in need of a mom who cared/ dressed like a boy

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

See, the last one i dated, i hated

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

God better forbid that i have a kid,

I'm doing shit i never might of did

Hop in and let me test drive

Of a high school kid and his real times

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

A taste of my acids kid, i’ll never be on that faggot shit,

Cuz i have the knowledge of a college kid

I'm hoping we can change with timei'm living blinded

I am some kind of beaten up kid

To seize everything you ever wanted

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

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