This is a song about "Kid cuisine"

God better forbid that i have a kid,

Showed it to john mccain, said it wasn't crooked

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Well until i meet this one kid

But i was a stupid little kid

This beat is st.nicholas,young, black, gifted

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

Check out my style here's the esoteric kid

For all the mischief you did but kid

To seize everything you ever wanted

Kid who always looks mad

Ain't even tryna hold back

There's always that one kid

My mates calling me gifted