This is a song about "Eating children"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Box car children trying to hide

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Eating my soul just like cancer,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

While you chinese be eating flies

And this from a person that never believed in religion

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children