This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

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

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

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

And i don't need no center or guard to get him open

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

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

This song alone is getting more kids laid than bitches who get paid to fuck,

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Little kids and crack hustlers shooting 'em with nines drawn,

Now i’m always in the hood like i never was gone

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Asking little kids if they can