This is a song about "Kiddie pools"

A deep slit, watch pools of blood drip losing himself can't get a grip

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Lil prps like 3 digits

Come with some kiddie lyrics,

Cut up your bodies and place then in the bottom of pools

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

But you won't get nothing from me like i'm up in a tree like a blushiing kiddie,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

It's mystical, the way them dealers got the swimming pools,

Teacher asked you a question and you pissed your pants like swimmin in pools

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

And as the blood pools at my feet i say pass the coors.