This is a song about "Parent council"

I was disowned by my parent,and leave alone

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

I'm no parent they should watch over their kid

I'd raise the infant, like a parent,

But she's not alonemiss independent

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

I was the parent now, helped him up and made him smile,

For thinking you were really a parent it makes me sick as fuck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck