This is a song about "Child pornographg"

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

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

So i started goin' wild like a steel jungle child,

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get brighter

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Didn't want to turn from god, but i'm the child he refused,

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Lyrics never tired they wont ever expire child

Ill put u in a box/like you been abusing a child

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived