This is a song about "Kids play"

She likes the way it hits her lips

Stories we were told as kids

I'll never call you bitch again

Play up, play up, and play the game!

And speak to suburban kids

They bringing me fish and chips

I wanna feed my babys kids

All green nigga pick six

She say all men treat her wrong way

Now they suspect fowl play.....

Play up, play up, and play the game!

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

Drainin' enough blood to fill eighty wading pools where kids could play