This is a song about "7 kids"

I try and respect kids

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Im a don in this shit, yall kids

It's moe, all i need is more chips

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Why are the little kids having little kids

Battle savages scavenge libs and manage average kids..

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Never meeting his true love, having kids,