This is a song about "Not a new kid"

I'm not a team player though, just a kid wit dre beats

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

// [but the kid is not my son]

Yeah bitch this date's done

A new world order, with a new constitution

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

// [but the kid is not my son]

Cold, my style making my nose run

Of a kid with no exuberance

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Nothing can refill it,not even new wife

Because i see right through your disguise

But i was a stupid little kid

Everybody wasted faded, faded