This is a song about "Loss of child"

And i'm still considered a child

Uh, this what's been on my mind

Forgone the birth of a child who's life is a curse

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

I cant seem to figure out why im a child of misbehavior, but dad calls me a failure,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Can't even help a small child in midst of a fall,

Like money man himself i will neva take a loss

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

So here, i'll give you my condolences for such a terrible loss.

But in the end it is his loss,

And of course, my car's off course