This is a song about "Kids rap"

Stories we were told as kids

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

And i see kids treating other kids so crucially

Kids giving their parents bad stress

I'm hoping i confess

Asking little kids if they can

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

I try and respect kids

I wanna feed my babys kids

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

So here i am at the store for some chips

Cuz i get kills while you blow kids