This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

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

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

And getting money is the song i sing

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying

And it's also gon' be the spot that you getting killed in

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

You doing the berney at a little kids party

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Get booty set sail on coast inhale no choke exhale no smoke no joke...

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

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