This is a song about "Bastard child mutt"

Once i met a bastard

Chasing them checks, nike work

See there no place better than the state of my mind

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

Bastard who seems like a

Coroners comfort your mama

Not a bastard but inglorious

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

That little selfless child

Now walk to it with your land mind

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard

This a different motor man better go to work

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

You fucking mutt, tell me, can a slut

A bastard patiently waiting for his plan, to unfold

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed