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

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

As you are suffering i will usher in, a new era

She tryna get her groove back like stella, grab the umbrella

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

All i have is my suffering and pain

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

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

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

Rub my back, then let me lay

Gangstas dying from day to day

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen