This is a song about "Innocent"

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Pushin innocent children of buildings isn't normal right?

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

A damn innocent bystander chilling with her friends

Or of the innocent dead we predicted

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

My daughter sees it, says her innocent words to escape,

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/