This is a song about "Child murders"

Thats what child support did,

To see you and you hated

Murders make me nauseous,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

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

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Street stayed quiet murders was left to be unheard.

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Everyday we do it right, we're always duckin' murders,

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

And no bitch you're not with child,

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

To make you watch all the lyrical murders i commit

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good