This is a song about "Kid cudi"

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

I regret some shit i did

Voice nasally but can't mock me kid

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Fuck you and ya' attendance kid,

Had to turn around and say i'm already ill kid, -yeah kid-

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

My bitches fuck me good

Then there was this one kid

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Trying to outdo asap rocky kid

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Quick turning into that cocky kid