This is a song about "Child support"

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Come support my heavy shoulder you mediocre

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

New world order i dont support it

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

Candy on my skull can call me a child

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

It's a discussion board, not concussion support

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Child support and welfare

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

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

And no bitch you're not with child,

Got an independent business mind