This is a song about "A bullied child"

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

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

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Fine young man with an old man mind

And i'm still considered a child

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Cause ever since a child, he's had a volatile style

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

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Candy on my skull can call me a child

Overrules and real cruel to a race that was bullied for 55 years

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child