This is a song about "90s kids"

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

I wanna feed my babys kids

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Cuz i get kills while you blow kids

Nothing to give, we got single parents, ain't lovin' the kids,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

The jiggas and the tips

Into all the innocent kids,

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

We vegetables, on them record labels

To the kids holding liquor bottles.

Oh and fuck all the cool kids

When you spill out hits

They bringing me fish and chips

And speak to suburban kids