This is a song about "Every kid is stupid"

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Think through every line, don't studder, and quit acting stupid!

Is stupid, we ain't equal, it's evil, lethal, the streets,

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

I heat up every beat, rest in peace kid, you're fire struck

Every bar is monumental

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Having a kid is fine with me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Even though you know it is stupid

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Cause what i wanna say, is i wanna slap you stupid bitches,

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

// [but the kid is not my son]