This is a song about "Kids in africa"

In my crib / butlers, women and nah no kids

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

No food in your fridge how you gna feed four kids

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

You kids are new,youve been in the new ages

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I start out small by slaving africa, this time theres no saving,

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

It's called perseverance something most kids are in need of

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

And kids spend their lives in the cells, and we're best safe,