This is a song about "Unborn child"

Fine young man with an old man mind

Candy on my skull can call me a child

Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,

And no bitch you're not with child,

Look the mastermind, took the masters mind

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

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot