This is a song about "Being a child"

Candy on my skull can call me a child

Fine young man with an old man mind

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

So i went down south but i ended up north

I believed in a higher being.

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

Timmy got his bike stole

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

I'm not a child of god but i desire props

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

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

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

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