This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

When i get to warwick avenue

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

Asking little kids if they can

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Why are the little kids having little kids

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

And it's also gon' be the spot that you getting killed in

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Getting a little more than an hour's pay

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

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

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

You doing the berney at a little kids party

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three