This is a song about "Children richtsnoer"

We all children who dont even know.

You haven't flowered loco

Box car children trying to hide

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Her poor children when they are surrounded by greed

I'm chillin with children and women we gunnin for fun

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

There's children dying and i am crying

You find yourself thinking more about the children

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