This is a song about "Children starving"

So flee this beef children,

I'm a son of a gun

Decided to spurt some mayhem, might", murder yo' wife 'n' children.

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

We all children who dont even know.

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

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

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

There's children dying and i am crying

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And bleed out your blessings til you can't be starving less

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division