This is a song about "Child"

Thats what child support did,

My bitches fuck me good

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Fucking up your mind thinking i'm the worst child

And that child support still isnt paid yet

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

And i'm still considered a child

Cause i’m back on my grind

Poster child of wild styles apparatus closer to cactus

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

When i get to warwick avenue

Patience child. i smile upon you.

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

Candy on my skull can call me a child