This is a song about "Adoption"

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Killing parents so there kids better be ready for adoption,

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Now it feels like i put my heart up for adoption

But the postwar margin of happiness is less than the rate of adoption

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Hopsin is an option, he ain't popping, shoulda been given up for adoption.

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him