This is a song about "For kids"

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

We do for the kids, we do it for our biz

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

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

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

"no need for google, the kids a search engine"

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

This is for those kids who feel no love, let their arm slash,

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

For christ's sake, i stabbed my wife and my two kids!

Killing parents so there kids better be ready for adoption,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I do this shit for ghettoes and those 'hoods and kids from broken homes,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close