This is a song about "Liitle kid"

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

So keep playin the game kid

I regret some shit i did

But i was a stupid little kid

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted

There's always that one kid

To mcs that don't rhyme good

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

Quick turning into that cocky kid

I was always the kid.

We can play twister naked

62. i'm the baddest kid,

Doja was four hundred

It sucked for this coward kid

My mates calling me gifted