This is a song about "Guys having love children"

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Decided to spurt some mayhem, might", murder yo' wife 'n' children.

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Pooping - having a blast,

Could i make you my baby

Millions of children, bitch it must be.

Sit back and watch your sunrise

"this shit is scary guys,

First off congratulations on the win

Instead having a bad addiction

There's children dying and i am crying

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

You face made blind children cry