This is a song about "New kid on the"

Kid you're 13 quit your dreams put on the breaks

I'm back on these highways moving cakes

Just cruising on the beach with ya new found father,

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

The new album is on the way, when it's

But on the block, you're just another kid who got lost

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Against a new king of the streets on a fire hot streak

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Be the little kid crying on the bench

They say success is the best revenge

For a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a manyou always was committed

The words i place on the page each day will stay wit me above the ground kid