This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

Little kids and crack hustlers shooting 'em with nines drawn,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Why are the little kids having little kids

I'm gonna proudly spit dope, just like my rhymes are a bounty globe,

When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope

Killed by the violent kids equipped with firearms

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

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

I don’t want nothing to do with you, i’m through with you

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

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

Asking little kids if they can

So all the hustling for nothing man