This is a song about "Cringy little kids on music"

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

Focus on the music your creating,

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

Music touching kids like sandusky is out on bail

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Little kids rhyming stuff not even knowing the meanin'

I diss little kids who can't fit in cuz i'm a bully

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids