This is a song about "Child support"

It's a discussion board, not concussion support

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Of support i can load,

Here nigga on the road

Y'all similes is literal shit

New world order i dont support it

And that child support still isnt paid yet

Like sally mae on college debt

And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child

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

I guess now you know what i went through as a child

See there no place better than the state of my mind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required