This is a song about "Letter to my unborn child"

I gotta do it for my peoples with a child that's famished

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Send a letter to me,we can do it together,

Almost lost my life to the industry

Check my letter i got christmas money,

Despite all my fear, im a courageous child, young and wild, but praying to be free,

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Got a letter from the doctor saying to meet.

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Noddin' our noggins to hip hop that gets ignored like the first child

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Yet magazines still tellin me im not gettin my varsity letter yet