This is a song about "Elephants for kids"

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Kick out the kids, all three, thankyou for the new life

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

For blacks and the whites, but these kids hear us slaughter cops,

Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

Iconic rappers that gave the lil' kids somethin' to live for something//

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

For christ's sake, i stabbed my wife and my two kids!

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

This is for the kids who grew up with nothing

Killing parents so there kids better be ready for adoption,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin