This is a song about "Child molestor"

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

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

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

That little selfless child

As: they will be so surprised

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper

The only time i flirt with her

And i'm still considered a child

The glare makes me hard to find

My dad ask him if i'm a brainwashed child

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild