This is a song about "Children"

It's evil, people feel like they're stuck in a system, moms clutching their children

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

You face made blind children cry

Why you call me back? don't lie

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

I wanna be famous, the man your children ask what his name,

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

Miami nights, ain't another one

All the innocent little children

Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children

I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

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

Pushin innocent children of buildings isn't normal right?

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side