This is a song about "Illustration vector sketch vector child"

A million nasty things went through my mind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

So i started goin' wild like a steel jungle child,

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

For that paper, i'mma grind

And i'm still considered a child

That little selfless child

Soldiers lost their mind

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child

Your metaphors lack, so for shook souls i etch-a-sketch they score back

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Never felt better chillin with buds on ghosts with a vector shooting thugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Patience child. i smile upon you.

Why we gotta argue