This is a song about "Kids around the world"

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Around kids. these fuckin hopeless slits on my wrists arnt doing anything why

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

We watch the world change around us

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Long as she come to me first

I'm in the the real world

But i murder him first

Heard all over the world

Y'all took over the world

She wanted to fight at first

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I get out the bar i go far to all around this world never seen before