This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Killed by the violent kids equipped with firearms

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

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

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

Little kids are at a loss

Please hold your applause

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Affectin' little kids when they hear us drop a poem,

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

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

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