This is a song about "Kids in africa"

Prayin kids, you'll be needin jesus when i rage in this

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Broken streets, kids dream of me in the slums

Revelations say you either fry or fly

Kids in the bathroom were just passing by

One life to live but they all doing life bids

In my crib / butlers, women and nah no kids

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Grab a few kids put they asses up in line

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

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

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

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

Stuck in a vice, hide your kids and hide your wife

Only out a year, now facing life