This is a song about "Little children"

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

You face made blind children cry

Thuggin' till the day i die

But where i'm from

So flee this beef children,

Pushin innocent children of buildings isn't normal right?

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

I'm sad to say it's still a place where little children daily play

Screams, i thought we killed em ,thank god he didn't the thought of children,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done