This is a song about "Kids rap"

Never meeting his true love, having kids,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

I try and respect kids

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Asking little kids if they can

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

Its amazing because kids turned

Look, cole world, still a cold world

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

How about our president killing innocent kids?

Far away from home

Kids here think there all grown.....

Why are the little kids having little kids

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks