This is a song about "Child sorry"

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

My dad ask him if i'm a brainwashed child

Money back on my mind

And i'm still considered a child

Child support and welfare

From out of nowhere

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

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

Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get brighter

Of impactful things one can ask for

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

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Thats what child support did,

Purple label 8 hundred

Don't tell me you sorry

But make sure if they do see