This is a song about "I believe kid"

Well until i meet this one kid

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I don't believe in sin

Catch you up on places i've been

Wanna spend it all on you

Don't believe the words i threw?

God better forbid that i have a kid,

With only two songs, look at what i did

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

But i was a stupid little kid

This is something i can't believe.

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Well rick james, maury jane

I believe that i'm insane

But i cant believe we're

Yellow diamonds in my ear