This is a song about "Loss of child"

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

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

And i'm still considered a child

A million nasty things went through my mind

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

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

A transformer. before ii'm a soaring performer, i'm an enforcer of torture, i cause

I'm the wizard of oz you're a lizard on a gauze smeared with barbeque sauce ur iq is at a loss/

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Intendent attend them, cool cause

The glare makes me hard to find

That little selfless child

I'm breathing for a purpose

Since i was a child, i had dreams of

Pay my haters not too much mind

And no bitch you're not with child,