This is a song about "Foster"

I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

A foster mum while they

No one knows what to say

My foster father says devan, wake up for school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Escapin foster care.

I'm love stoned and i could swear

With keen flows.i'm known to rip rhymes you see letters floating in the air like ghost.

Imaginary friends at a foster home and leave u with the blues. u prolly don't