This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

I put these poems all in these songs

Little kids are at a loss

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

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

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

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Or getting a little rep to my name

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Little kids rhyming stuff not even knowing the meanin'

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

I diss little kids who can't fit in cuz i'm a bully