This is a song about "Kickin it with nate"

I'm kickin' derriere, no beats with wary snares,

Now the army suit's cute with my chocolate airs

Hosted by great the king slayer, and it's kickin',

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Draw pics of him drop-kickin' islamic prophets

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Another love song about shit

I entered with, rendered with it,

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

I’m just kickin’ this shit to ya while rhymin’ on the beat,

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain