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

Doin time for slowguess she made a bad decision

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

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

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

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

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

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

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

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

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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