This is a song about "Children in mumbai suffering from leptospirosis and dying"

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Suffering in this mental prison that i'm stuck within,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Wars all the way, every day people suffering from food and water dearth,

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

A dying dream, you even try in

Stop the suffering and discomfort and try to take reign,

But i feel my transformation gon' smash the entire game