The kris kringle of rap servin little kids
Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets
* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics
Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids
Its getting crowded and i had a bad week, and kids are stepping on me,
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck
This song alone is getting more kids laid than bitches who get paid to fuck,
Little kids and crack hustlers shooting 'em with nines drawn,
I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long
A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through
I'm hoping that this letter reaches you
Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done
Affectin' little kids when they hear us drop a poem,
Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/
Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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