This is a song about "Money fun girls a kid but not kidish"

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

I mean i'm a kid i make some jokes just to have fun

It ain't about black or white cause we human

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

// [but the kid is not my son]

I'm not just a kid, no more tantrums

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

But i was a stupid little kid

Smoke ? you know it taste good

When something is broken

// [but the kid is not my son]

But i'm not gonna pretend to be nice, so fuck this kid...

Bitches is 40 deep in this muthafucka and twisted

// [but the kid is not my son]

In earth, as it is in heaven