This is a song about "Ur a child"

And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

A disturbed child now, he's missing his friend in denial.

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

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

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

Forgone the birth of a child who's life is a curse

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

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

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

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

My dad ask him if i'm a brainwashed child

The revolution has arrived

It's apart of her goal

Just a lost child, now a lost soul