This is a song about "Children who are forced to kill"

Her poor children when they are surrounded by greed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

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

Screamin, "fuck - all y'all niggaz" in swahilipistol packin fresh out of jail, i ain't goin back

And my fucking strategy, is to kill all those who raps are plain stupidity, you lack

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Jack the rippers an amatuer compaired to me, im the killer creature children are afraid of,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

To the best g who is still single... so kill!!!

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Are biased, fuck equality, to kill us they were meant to be,