This is a song about "Child molster"

Let's put it on cruise control

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

Poster child of wild styles apparatus closer to cactus

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

To see you and you hated

Thats what child support did,

Fucking up your mind thinking i'm the worst child

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

And that child support still isnt paid yet

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

The glare makes me hard to find

And i'm still considered a child