This is a song about "Ur a child"

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Then u started saying ur a mess

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Ill put u in a box/like you been abusing a child

You get lost for days, in a child created maze.

Put expressions in their music and create the face

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

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

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Said no child about his chores, with a quick force,

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

My dad ask him if i'm a brainwashed child