This is a song about "Man child"

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

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

Ill put u in a box/like you been abusing a child

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

We can talk things over a little a while

Cause ever since a child, he's had a volatile style

Thats what child support did,

Purple label 8 hundred

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

18 year sentence with no parole

Their sayin on my mind

And no bitch you're not with child,