This is a song about "The kid named brae"

Check out my style here's the esoteric kid

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

To the kid who said it

Well, i can handle that

To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked

A tolerance is built for most folks but not the coppers kid

Forget the glitz, lets face it i never been the average kid/

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Unanimously named the game's president/

So then, the kid got fired

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

Every kid in the school yard

Guess i'll meet her right back at start