This is a song about "Feed my children"

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Instead of shootin all my children in a lifestyle

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

I mean the game been dry

You face made blind children cry

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

Check please, just do like the south concede, inbreed pig feed now bow to my knees

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

As i christen your children

I ain't got no cash to feed my ass, so i birdy sing

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording