This is a song about "Kids doing their best"

And listenin' to my kids questioning, wonderin' about where their momma is

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

I didnt know how to raise kids i tried my best

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Parents pay green for their kids to go smoke it

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

Cash rules the kids that can't hold their name

Foolish kids ludicrous ruthlessness when im doing this the stupidest,

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

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

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Influences all the kids and pulls their minds from the doubt

Not into diamonds i'm shining just to get geechied out

I tell my kids to burn their wish list,

The doctor has arrived just be patient