This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Asking little kids if they can

Life's about decisions man

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

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

You doing the berney at a little kids party

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Getting a little more than an hour's pay

And i can't even look the other way

And please never disrespect my set

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

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips