This is a song about "Rights of a child"

When i was a child out of all my peers i was the one with no advantage

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

16 years old taking care of child that wasnt my own,

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Can't even help a small child in midst of a fall,

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Have you ever heard of the motherfucking civil rights,

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

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

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

The child was holding her finger with a smile on his face...

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

I'm not a child of god but i desire props

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Cause ever since a child, he's had a volatile style