This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

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

Or getting a little rep to my name

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

I be giving work to the kids

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Getting a little more than an hour's pay

How i think about you every day

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

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

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

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

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck