This is a song about "Knee de"

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

But its too late your knee deep.

I don't know defeat

I only got four minutes

Re-directed de-ci-sions

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

Yeah, since i was a knee high

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

All the way do to my knee