This is a song about "Bad kids"

Covered suburban kids, man they're just rich white kids

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Its getting crowded and i had a bad week, and kids are stepping on me,

And speak to suburban kids

Lil prps like 3 digits

It's actually disastrously bad

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

And everybody's having sex

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

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

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

Always out with the bad kids, you don't deserve him.

The world should turn as soon as my records spin