This is a song about "Life of a child worker"

And i'm still considered a child

For that paper, i'mma grind

Call the network dipset family ties

But its a different side of life

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Life as a child was great but happiness can't be bought for free

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Life as a child was great but happiness can't be bought for free

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Life as a child was great but happiness can't be bought for free

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

Then a worker comes to help, you guessed it she represents music

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I'm a demon child. and maybe someday i'll be good but that's in the after life.

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper

I wanted a brother my mother i told her