This is a song about "Killing the innocent"

Killing the competition, without any permission,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

How about our president killing innocent kids?

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Killing the mic while im abusing words,

Explosion even killing the starbucks liberals

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Killing the cypher twenty five to lifer

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her