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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Check my letter i got christmas money,

16 years old taking care of child that wasnt my own,

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Each and every one of my lines are clever, down to the very last letter.

It's sad, but i ain't here, to talk about my fuckin' child hood,

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

Poppin cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile