This is a song about "Gun violence killing kids need to stop"

Just know my lyrics went to your head to stop the violence

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Stop the racism, stop the violence, stop the hate,

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Ain't going to stop killing till i drop,

How about our president killing innocent kids?

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

And my condition to start violence

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

I think i need to stop, yall was hurt before second round

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found