This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

You doing the berney at a little kids party

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

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

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Why are the little kids having little kids

So here i am at the store for some chips

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Killed by the violent kids equipped with firearms

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Or getting a little rep to my name

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through