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

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Killing men women and children day after day murdering in every way, the shits unimaginable,

Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

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

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Gangstas dying from day to day

Im on, im on tha way

And dying every second im living

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

A dying dream, you even try in

My talent should take me places i've never been