This is a song about "Nursery"

But yo still held back in the pre-school, so your crappin nursery rhymes

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Treatin me like a kid with them nursery rhymes

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Your bars are nursery rhymes,kindergarten lines

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Just go back to nursery,and learn at least one rhyme that's good enough to be called a line,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Fuckin paedophilia rampant in the nursery