This is a song about "Kids and money"

Bitch i'll sift your shit and swiftly switch, i'm torturing little kids,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Battle savages scavenge libs and manage average kids..

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Oh and fuck all the cool kids

And i see kids treating other kids so crucially

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

Why you sore huh? you go and just diss a dozen kids

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

Clothes are dusted and he loathes these kids

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks