This is a song about "Child soldiers"

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

My words move like soldiers, my hidden legions/

And calliope is the right of passage for our soldiers,

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

And i'm still considered a child

Pay my haters not too much mind

Milatary behind us two million soldiers strong

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

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

Meaning fuses tears when guns become the soldiers,

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

Banging out niggas with attitude

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)