This is a song about "Foster"

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind

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

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

Throw your gun in tha air

Escapin foster care.

Bro's got grudges for money its funny they loved me but rushed to the cold

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

Tell me how can we live this way

A foster mum while they

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

My foster father says devan, wake up for school