This is a song about "Kid me"

Me, the one kid in the crowd,

I just spit my game out

Who know this be the life that i really live

Treatin me like a kid with them nursery rhymes

Ain't no way you breakin' me kid, i'm harder than nails

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I'm hoping we can change with timei'm living blinded

Piecing together puzzles, that puzzled me since a kid

What them tippers don't see

Having a kid is fine with me

But i kid you not don't mess with me

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

You act like you sell records kid, you're makin me laugh

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

If it was up to me, you'd be raisin my kid/

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked