This is a song about "One child policy"

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

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Candy on my skull can call me a child

But i just wanna make love to your mind

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy

I had the agility to fight and make a no helping me policy

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Stop with the policy of poppin' pills before you get pulled by a cop

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

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind