This is a song about "Child murders"

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

To make you watch all the lyrical murders i commit

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Everyday we do it right, we're always duckin' murders,

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

I guess now you know what i went through as a child

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

So i started goin' wild like a steel jungle child,