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

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Suffering and pain is what keeps me awake at night

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Gangstas dying from day to day

But i ain't get to see you today

Well its the pain and suffering that's stabbing me with a knife

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

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

Suffering in this mental prison that i'm stuck within,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens