This is a song about "Friendly kids"

I wanna feed my babys kids

Shout out bobby on hundreds

And that's just some friendly advice.

I'm everything that they call nice

A lesser measure of beggar kids

So here i am at the store for some chips

Never cross me and this could be friendly

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

I used to be friendly until i got crossed

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Couple grand when i rock the night

Here's some friendly advice, i don't like!