This is a song about "Kid me"

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

Having a kid is fine with me

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Me and my nigga kid, sometimes we talk each other kickin',

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

I don't think kid would miss me, just continue with his day

Then this kid walked up to me, was spewing facts of hell,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

You in debt to the game success is expected

Get me nose in, blend in with the trend, broke kid ass kid

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Why! why oh why me! a kid only nineteen! it's obscene

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Treatin me like a kid with them nursery rhymes