This is a song about "Kid who talks shit"

For your info, kid shit can't be sprayed

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

This young new kid about to run this shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

The quiet kid who only spoke to answer a question

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Immature kid, worry about his own shit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Who are you fooling with, stupid kid, you just freaking disguise

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Scripting words, that’s my shit, poking v’s and phat asses kid,

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Know who y'all messing with kid? i'm the king of flow

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low