This is a song about "Malls kids"

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Covered suburban kids, man they're just rich white kids

Kids here think there all grown.....

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

And speak to suburban kids

Big stacks, no lego bricks

And now that i’m getting money

So many kids are hungry,

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

Just kids with hella fuel

Lady at the frank stand will

So here i am at the store for some chips

Into all the innocent kids,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Never meeting his true love, having kids,