This is a song about "Annoying children"

I wanna be famous, the man your children ask what his name,

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Box car children trying to hide

New school, old school outside

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

So, what the fuck would you say? it's annoying on the radio,

So flee this beef children,

Think fast, fast women

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen

Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children