This is a song about "My addiction to a children"

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

A addiction to feed with no #money even to eat but still manage to #keep,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

This prison has withered the children in need to be filled with a dinner, you see?

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Yalls struggling like a vampire allergic to blood but has a blood addiction

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

To wasting afflicted by the curse of addiction to security an pension

You just working with the scraps you was given

Instead having a bad addiction

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

During the summer my addiction took a turn for tha worst

I'm sad to say it's still a place where little children daily play

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day