This is a song about "Kids crying"

But that's what he liked her

Crying on my daddy's shoulder

Kids crying in the background

Don’t know if i’m ‘posed to take you out

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

Why are the little kids having little kids

So here i am at the store for some chips

Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting

On a memory refine disturb me then u crying

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Are the man they're dying so don't keep lying or crying

There's children dying and i am crying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Why are you crying, are you frightened.