This is a song about "Not a kid"

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Of a kid with no exuberance

20 racks really thats sneaker money

But i kid you not don't mess with me

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

Resin sharing with a dick kid

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

Piecing together puzzles, that puzzled me since a kid

And make that mess a hit,just a blessed kid,

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

And its simple as that baby

But i kid you not don't mess with me

// [but the kid is not my son]

Can’t you see just how long my run

I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid

I'm hoping we can change with timei'm living blinded