This is a song about "Your a little kid"

We just want you back at home

Raising a kid on your own

And i ain't never did a bid and i don't have a little kid

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

The saxophone player and the little kid flowin',

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Your rhymes needs just a little adjustment

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Picture this, a little kid, middle class obnoxious youth,

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Jus stop a little bit and enjoy your latent soul

But i was a stupid little kid

I regret some shit i did