This is a song about "Child of light"

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light

Wino might find yo' sight

And get out of my light,

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Since i was a child, i had dreams of

She can make a pimp fall in love

Flows keep comin at you at the speed of light

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I cant seem to figure out why im a child of misbehavior, but dad calls me a failure,

I'm light years ahead of these hoodlums,

I call it speaking tongues

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Now its the birth of mcs that bask in the lime light