This is a song about "My child"

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Child parents see my music and say "thats one album you will not be buying"

I'm the only child that my mom regrets, probably best

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Fucking up your mind thinking i'm the worst child

Despite all my fear, im a courageous child, young and wild, but praying to be free,

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Prop my verse/ so i can stop the curse and murk this child

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

So i started goin' wild like a steel jungle child,

I guess now you know what i went through as a child

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

You can search but you'll never find

That little selfless child