This is a song about "For the kids"

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

While the states are spraying kids with 'straying' clips for cash that's running/

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I have more hunger for writin than starvin dyslexic kids

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

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

This is for the kids who grew up with nothing

I said patience persistence got the world listening

This is for the kids who live in ghettoes and their broken homes,

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Kids crying in the background

If you to check out

Iconic rappers that gave the lil' kids somethin' to live for something//

I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; i'm head hunting

The kids are wasting food while others ache for the day they get aid from groups

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves