This is a song about "Loving your kids"

If you look to your right there is starving kids in tears of silence

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

The resemblance of me and your kids is uncanny

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Stuck in a vice, hide your kids and hide your wife

Picture me lettin this chump survive

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Like loving your job and what you do there and one day just getting canned.

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

I say okay, i stand up right away, because i do not break a rule

Your kids head isn't tuned... correctly

Let me rideuntil i get free

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

They fucking me and loving me

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy