This is a song about "Money fun girls for a kid but not kidish"

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Take grace, aim for the title not for fame but a message

Girls fast how jamaicans run

// [but the kid is not my son]

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Not the money on my mind looking for a time when all when my talent shall it rise.

// [but the kid is not my son]

Yeah bitch this date's done

P.s the song does not go i know i was just listening to it for fun

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

X came through, caught lighter fluid

For all the mischief you did but kid

But he's not civil, atb'll make your girls ass jiggle

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Start dissing, just listen to my vision, not here for money,