This is a song about "Eating children"

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

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

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

Never agree with that message

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

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

You face made blind children cry

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker