This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Killed by the violent kids equipped with firearms

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Hey yo i once was a kid with the other little kids

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

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

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

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

I ain't dissin' you dog, i'm dismissin' you

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

Bitch i'll sift your shit and swiftly switch, i'm torturing little kids,

If they got kids looks like they'll be getting looked after by there next of kin

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Jumped off the porch when i was like six