This is a song about "Feed my children"

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Tell my children don't worry, i'll be back in a flash

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

You find yourself thinking more about the children

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Cause i got a daughter to feed

I'm caged up in state prison

As i christen your children

I wanna feed my babys kids

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Full clip in dat tech boy fye yo ass up feed to my pets now you chopped up

She might be goin' home with me tonight

Box car children trying to hide

Lies floating in my head/ all the lies that she force feed/

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet