This is a song about "Child of pain"

Poster child of wild styles apparatus closer to cactus

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Caught up in the rapture and gon' be 16 bars of pain

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Let all of the pain and hurt

I ain't trynna be forward

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Gotta fight off all the snakes with memories of the pain

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

Sleepin' on the floor of a tent in bitter pain.

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I'm talking about lain that insane in the brain piece of pain

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

Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Tight nit group of thugs, dedicated to the cause of pain.