This is a song about "Get owned kid"

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/

Get so wet for the kid that they legs turn rusty

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Cause u know that this my jam

That we're still owned by the white man

Then there was this one kid

We can play twister naked

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

He got owned like a slave it'll happen to you if you misbehave

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

It regret , social situations still find it hard to connect , we dont choose the cards

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Fuck you and ya' attendance kid,