This is a song about "Skinny but"

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

But who knows what's right, but life's something

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

But that's reality.

Took my heart away from money

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half//

Hooking up with the girl that was skinny and goofy you ask

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand