This is a song about "The lost of a child"

My criteria ain't even that serious

Since i was a child, i had dreams of

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

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

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author

Explains the lives of six lost

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

I cant seem to figure out why im a child of misbehavior, but dad calls me a failure,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for