This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

You doing the berney at a little kids party

If they got kids looks like they'll be getting looked after by there next of kin

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying

Why are the little kids having little kids

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

Now whatcha gonna dowhen my niggas come for you

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

Getting a little more than an hour's pay

And it begins to phase him more each day

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

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