This is a song about "Kid kudi"

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

I’m crimson color painted

There's always that one kid

I'm doing shit i never might of did

But i was a stupid little kid

I was always the kid.

Can't wait to see you naked

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

I regret some shit i did

Resin sharing with a dick kid

Dark liquor 'til we busted

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Left me twice then boom came this kid

I'm why she get excited

So keep playin the game kid