This is a song about "Kids fucking around"

I'm so loud den dis fucking black cloud! hit u from every directions ma spitz globing around!//

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

While u patrolled around the kids store. score i just won another whore.

Just fucking around with a weird fast flow type shit

Look in the scope, my people still a target

Why are the little kids having little kids

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

I'm fully grown and the future can be planned out

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

I try and respect kids

They bringing me fish and chips

And every time those fucking kids will take their stab at it,

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Think i'm fucking kidding 'round, killing kids with the sentences,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus