This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

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

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

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

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

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Little kids rhyming stuff not even knowing the meanin'

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

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

Black fours red drop head doors

Little kids are at a loss

When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.