This is a song about "Child murderers"

See there no place better than the state of my mind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

With murderers, rapists and battered lies

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child

Swear i'm trying to get through

Patience child. i smile upon you.

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Poster child of wild styles apparatus closer to cactus

Education requires bright learners,but society is filled with murderers

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

And i'm still considered a child

A million nasty things went through my mind

Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child

I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind