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

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

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

You're insane? you're putting bullets in my barain and i still aint dying

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

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Gangstas dying from day to day

And she gon let it loose, hey

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

Suffering and pain is what keeps me awake at night

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

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

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens