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

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

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

A dying dream, you even try in

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Killing men women and children day after day murdering in every way, the shits unimaginable,

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

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

Alone in the world with no fear of dying

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

And reeled in all the children, lured em into the building and killed em

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

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