This is a song about "Killed for my kids"

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

I wanna feed my babys kids

You cant touch my skill,if you try youll get killed,

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

For being cocky get now you get killed for that

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

I killed a family, a mother and father with two kids,

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm

I was thirsty for that alcohol, what really killed me was temptation.

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Civilians killed for being a symbol of opinion

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children