This is a song about "You are just a kid"

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

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

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

You knew ma raps are like a lava just admit

You are all just wannabe's who see me as a prodigy/

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And yet you used to be such a nice kid,

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

You somewhere, getting your life in order

I am runnin' this bitch, you are just a dog walker

Get you high, keep it on the low

But you are just a ho