This is a song about "Child cpr"

So i started goin' wild like a steel jungle child,

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier

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

Candy on my skull can call me a child

Ignore me because i am a broken child

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Ill put u in a box/like you been abusing a child

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

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind