This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

You doing the berney at a little kids party

All black, khaki jumper, actin' a donkey

Little kids rhyming stuff not even knowing the meanin'

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

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

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

Why are the little kids having little kids

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

Even though she make it hard for me to see you