This is a song about "Devil s child"

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Candy on my skull can call me a child

And i'm still considered a child

Should be harder to find

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

He's nonreligious so niggas consider him a devil

Best not meddle with the devil

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

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

S queezys very bold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

It´s the battle of life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!