This is a song about "He 13 n got children"

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

And a clown is invited so he can take children into bedrooms and make them frown,

Screams,i thought we killed em,thank god he didn't the thought of children

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

The children will deal bullying and deal with the stress,

Tryna make the perfect odds like he got a fetish

I am olubowale, the answer to this

N' i put him back in the box he was stored within

I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition

Can just go ahead and cruise, he got nothing to lose

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision