This is a song about "Lifa as a kid"

The glare makes me hard to find

As the kid that got stuck behind

And i remember always running in the hallways as a kid,

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Boss shit she no she mean as shit but she actin like a kid

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

With only two songs, look at what i did

God better forbid that i have a kid,

Of a kid with no exuberance

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Mentally endangered as a kid my brothers were favored. and i was dispised by

I can't remember much but i was always sad as a kid.

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted