This is a song about "A bullied child"

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

The child was holding her finger with a smile on his face...

They calling me often to offer me walls

Said no child about his chores, with a quick force,

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

I guess now you know what i went through as a child

That happen to act like a black president

Let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child

Got an independent business mind

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Since i was a child, i had dreams of

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her