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//

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

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,

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

And dying every second im living

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

You're insane? you're putting bullets in my barain and i still aint dying

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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