This is a song about "Child murderers"

Should be harder to find

That little selfless child

All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child

Really though i'm lebron, really don't got my mind

And that child support still isnt paid yet

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

The child was holding her finger with a smile on his face...

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Poster child of wild styles apparatus closer to cactus

Singing my life with his words

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Candy on my skull can call me a child

They getting nice, they got some ice

With murderers, rapists and battered lies