This is a song about "Matthews children"

All the innocent little children

See, i'm second to no one

I'm chillin with children and women we gunnin for fun

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

'face said "the world is mine" but he lied

Box car children trying to hide

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Children want heros but i've become a villain

You find yourself thinking more about the children

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

There's children dying and i am crying