This is a song about "Elephants for kids"

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Kids don't get beat up for lunch money nowadays

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

For you kids to listen to, i'm vodka, drama, shock, tonic,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

I have more hunger for writin than starvin dyslexic kids

Killing parents so there kids better be ready for adoption,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

Supposed to be an outlet for emotions and the kids then,

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

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

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

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

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