This is a song about "Decapitating children"

Her poor children when they are surrounded by greed

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

All the innocent little children

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

You find yourself thinking more about the children

But i feel my transformation gon' smash the entire game

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

So flee this beef children,

All the girls really want is fun

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

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen