This is a song about "Kids"

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Oh and fuck all the cool kids

Questioning the whole meaning

If your kids need anything,

Asking little kids if they can

G5, clearport, say hello to the man

So here i am at the store for some chips

A lesser measure of beggar kids

Your kids head isn't tuned... correctly

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Stories we were told as kids

My team getting digits

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Covered suburban kids, man they're just rich white kids