This is a song about "Disabled kids"

Disabled with my mom still as my payee,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Shout out bobby on hundreds

I try and respect kids

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Why are the little kids having little kids

How about our president killing innocent kids?

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Feel disabled, feels painful. it feels fatal.

The king upon the throne

Kids here think there all grown.....

Disabled woman mugged on the arbour,

And that i spent the night with her

And panned out, i'm all in love

To the kids holding liquor bottles.