This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Kirko paint her walls

Little kids are at a loss

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing

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

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

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Getting a little more than an hour's pay

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

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

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

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

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids