This is a song about "Child mortality"

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

And i'm still considered a child

That little selfless child

Uh, this what's been on my mind

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child

Fucking up your mind thinking i'm the worst child

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

My verses make rappers mortality rise like raptors.

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

I have risen the rate of mortality.