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

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

And i'll enjoy your suffering, you think i'm bluffing,

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

Suffering and pain is what keeps me awake at night

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

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

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

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

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

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

All i have is my suffering and pain

And reflect on the rap game, i came

There's children dying and i am crying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding