This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Its getting crowded and i had a bad week, and kids are stepping on me,

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

And of course, my car's off course

Little kids are at a loss

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

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

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

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

Lying to yourself, all over an image

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Why are the little kids having little kids