This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Or getting a little rep to my name

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

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

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

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Little kids are at a loss