This is a song about "Children of the damned"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Then waking up in the morning sore next to a damned dead blonde whore

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

That grow those damned trees, blood on the leaves

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

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

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

A couple children i can raise who actually love the world,

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

I put the f in unk so i'll be damned if you start walking out

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Promote sex to children under the age of ten,

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division