This is a song about "Foster"

It has been this way

A foster mum while they

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

My foster father says devan, wake up for school

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

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

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

Don't you leave a seed in there

Escapin foster care.