This is a song about "The second child"

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Fucking up your mind thinking i'm the worst child

The half other is second guessing me

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Didn't want to turn from god, but i'm the child he refused,

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

The half other is second guessing me

And the future's a second away

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Child and only second best like scottie,period fuck damn my cock bloody,