This is a song about "Brooklyn kids"

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Yea and this is something to think about

Its was a cold night in brooklyn when i first set out

Live life to the fullest, travel to brooklyn/

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

I wanna feed my babys kids

I only got four minutes

I try and respect kids

While scheming on hits

Oh and fuck all the cool kids

They bringing me fish and chips

Im a don in this shit, yall kids

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

And i see kids treating other kids so crucially

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see