This is a song about "God s innocent little ang"

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

An eternity even though innocent i plea,

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

To burn innocent rabbits

It's moe, all i need is more chips

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch

Im happier when high and drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,