This is a song about "Kids gone"

My way like a usher song

Maybe this love is long gone

Then being abducted and gone.

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Screaming to the voices - be gone

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

And speak to suburban kids

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

A lesser measure of beggar kids

Wonder where your families gone..

We at the top where we belong

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

Stories we were told as kids

While scheming on hits