My momma think I'm a bad kid
I was a sad kid
Depression on the low
But I don't wanna have kids
Kiss my ass to the girl that left me alone
Turned my home to a house, should've kept the loan
It's a teen to a cone, or a scream to a moan
Never make me a celeb, don't wanna be known
Hope you know by the end of the story
The fact I'm never staying here to build my own glory
Matter a fact
I don't wanna detach
You a clip I'm a mag
We just stay through the lag
Like a kid that gets mad
For not capturing the flag
And start calling me fag
You a scoob to my shag
I don't like how I rap
Just music, don't give me no crap
So kids, hope you all took a nap
When you wake, I'll give you a snack
Play it all back, and have a recap
That's all, I will call this a wrap
I don't like you know more, that's a fact
I changed all the hearts in the deck
Don't compare me
My momma think I'm a bad kid