This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Getting a little more than an hour's pay

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

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

Black fours red drop head doors

Little kids are at a loss

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

A clever idea to take something they said

You doing the berney at a little kids party

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Or getting a little rep to my name