This is a song about "Loving your kids"

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

Ok im at school trying to be cool trying to fit in and not be a fool

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

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Loving you is my pleasure

Just to let you know, you are

No food in your fridge how you gna feed four kids

So here i am at the store for some chips

Your kids head isn't tuned... correctly

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips