This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Why are the little kids having little kids

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

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

Real niggas never hate another man

Asking little kids if they can

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

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Little kids rhyming stuff not even knowing the meanin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

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