This is a song about "Child labor during industial revolution"

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Women hate me cuz i tend to crank labor

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Your balls cry during bug life

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

Then during the next week or two

And all the shit you went through

I got a lot on my mind

And i'm still considered a child

Can't wait to see you naked

Thats what child support did,