This is a song about "Black children"

Children want heros but i've become a villain

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Pushin innocent children of buildings isn't normal right?

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Shout out chicken getting chicken

As i christen your children

Back like i never ever left in the first

Giving us children who look up and be inspired

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

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Where did my time go? i let it fly

You face made blind children cry