This is a song about "Childs support"

They had my back like support on the chair i kick.

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Maybe i'll start slingin weed to support my dream

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Then mourn the childs death as a tragedy years later when his face is reworked at a bar

We just went there

Child support and welfare

Thats what child support did,

Lobsters and shrimp im good

But i have something you never get! real friends, real bros. support everywhere,

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there