This is a song about "I take 7 kids"

And now that i’m getting money

So many kids are hungry,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

I see the kids on the street

So great i take over kids minds, like clash of the clans

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

When you spill out hits

Oh and fuck all the cool kids

That's real shit real nigga life

Take her back to where i live

Where i tried to say i take seven kids from columbine

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time