This is a song about "X kid"

And everybody's having sex

Quit your whining, bring it up with donald x.

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted

Quick turning into that cocky kid

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

I'm on task, but rappers be dropping x like they're malcolm,

I ain't an x-man, im the fucking next man

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

I slapped an x on your head

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

Had to turn around and say i'm already ill kid, -yeah kid-

There's always that one kid

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good