This is a song about "Hard kids"

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Clothes are dusted and he loathes these kids

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Into all the innocent kids,

Why are the little kids having little kids

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

The hard life is something hard to survive

The jiggas and the tips

I try and respect kids

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

That kids would always poke fun and joke, and say i'll "die hard"

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

A lesser measure of beggar kids