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

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

Let's take another trip, different continents we touching

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

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

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

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

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight

I dont belive in marriages no children no wife

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice