This is a song about "Child labor"

You can search but you'll never find

And i'm still considered a child

Got an independent business mind

Fucking up your mind thinking i'm the worst child

Candy on my skull can call me a child

Look the mastermind, took the masters mind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

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

Women hate me cuz i tend to crank labor

Miss i want to read into your nature

Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get brighter

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

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