This is a song about "Kids crying"

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

What the fuck do you do when your mother's crying?

You’ve lost me, so don’t come crying

I was born to do the damn thing

And getting money is the song i sing

I do mind when i hear they moms crying

His dad picks him up and asks why is he crying

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

On a memory refine disturb me then u crying

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Crying myself to sleep every night,

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying