This is a song about "Your bad kid"

Style so bad can't jock me kid

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

Your system will be defeated from the words we speak kid,

So, they hate and they say

If your having a bad day

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

Alas im past average in fact im a bad ass kid

For your info, kid shit can't be sprayed

All dem niggas gonna hate

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Maybe your kid won't attack the blacks

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Then you can tell your friends that you relaxed with the kid