This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Bitch i'll sift your shit and swiftly switch, i'm torturing little kids,

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Hey yo i once was a kid with the other little kids

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

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

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Kids growing up to be little pricks

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying

So here i am at the store for some chips

Why are the little kids having little kids