This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Real niggas never hate another man

Asking little kids if they can

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Kids growing up to be little pricks

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

I killed a family, a mother and father with two kids,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Bitch i'll sift your shit and swiftly switch, i'm torturing little kids,

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics