This is a song about "Don t worry child"

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

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Only time don 'burns rubber' is when...

Full of shit, like i ate that john

We in the mob im the don,

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Me love you long time

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

That little selfless child

You can search but you'll never find

People are mad,they don't want to worry

Got the seven on me like vick jersey