This is a song about "Being a child"

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

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

Forgone the birth of a child who's life is a curse

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

A disturbed child now, he's missing his friend in denial.

My dad ask him if i'm a brainwashed child

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

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

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind

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

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