This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Augh, i'm the hottest nigga, all i do is turn up, bitch

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Or getting a little rep to my name

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

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

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

This song alone is getting more kids laid than bitches who get paid to fuck,

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Cause i’m getting more kids, then michael’s bed/

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.