This is a song about "Emo kids"

I wanna feed my babys kids

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

And phlo finister teaching me how to hide my emo-tions

Look, i tried to call it quits

Im a don in this shit, yall kids

But i will gladly go back to my emo rap

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Why are the little kids having little kids

A lesser measure of beggar kids

So here i am at the store for some chips

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Clothes are dusted and he loathes these kids