This is a song about "Children"

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

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

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

It's evil, people feel like they're stuck in a system, moms clutching their children

I dont belive in marriages no children no wife

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

While i'm making history

Millions of children, bitch it must be.

So flee this beef children,

What up girl, tell me how you been