This is a song about "His step child"

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

As a child his only friends were his dog, his page and his pen

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child

And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

Said no child about his chores, with a quick force,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

And no bitch you're not with child,

Relationships should never rewind

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Stupid ass nigga shouldn't step out his stance

Like a villain i'm hated

Thats what child support did,