This is a song about "Ith child"

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Thats what child support did,

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

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Now walk to it with your land mind

That little selfless child

My dad ask him if i'm a brainwashed child

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

She gonna dance when that molly through

Patience child. i smile upon you.

A million nasty things went through my mind

Candy on my skull can call me a child