This is a song about "Child court"

Court side seats with the franchise

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Once i get in the court.

He appreciates your support

You can search but you'll never find

And no bitch you're not with child,

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Every sport making baskets at the court

The revolution has arrived

Candy on my skull can call me a child

To burn this fucking court to the floor.

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Child support and welfare

You fine as hell

They've threats with time and court and chores

They say the money talks and bullshit walks