This is a song about "Big kids"

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

These wussies pretending to stand big

After party crib full of broads all naked

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

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Cuz i get kills while you blow kids

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

How about our president killing innocent kids?

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

Why are the little kids having little kids

So here i am at the store for some chips