This is a song about "An abused child"

Patience child. i smile upon you.

I call em up, they might fall through

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

He threatened me, abused me, and then told a different story

On the freeway to africa 'til i wreck my audi

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

//do this for the poor in the ghetto, the abused women

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Containing the monster locked within chained and caged used and abused

Fine young man with an old man mind

And no bitch you're not with child,

My waist with an abused hate with an amused state i should have refused grace

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always