This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

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

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

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Little kids are at a loss

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

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

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

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Killed by the violent kids equipped with firearms

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

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

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

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

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

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