This is a song about "African child"

And no bitch you're not with child,

Cause i’m back on my grind

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

I was a spitting image of my african father/ parents from the

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Patience child. i smile upon you.

She gonna dance when that molly through

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

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

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Lyrics never tired they wont ever expire child

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum