do you think everyone was a child from the frist! when i was six I have some little lips I think they are my championships i dont know how to make it fix so i break bad like some old bricks my heart is made of sticks when i wanna make mix of every people act like pigs no one stop me from being rigs! I make holy fucking kicks makin' some funny beats for making my mood with some cheats that named sick weed money streets! im tellin' you man its not easy to be a kid, but not a kid! so open your mind instead of your eye. v2 yo yo i get a bad mood when i was child thinking of being so bad and wild sometimes i wanna be a child be a child be a child im think im fucking died