This is a song about "Children in need"

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

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

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

As i christen your children

And get on down with this thc vision

We getting money, you can face the facts

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Go where you ain't been

So flee this beef children,

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

You find yourself thinking more about the children

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Box car children trying to hide