This is a song about "Naked children"

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Naked body baking and tasting

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Box car children trying to hide

I never laughed just waited naked as the time moved past,

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Naked skin swimming, my chin forbidding

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

There's children dying and i am crying

As i christen your children

Miami nights, ain't another one

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Days turned for the worst as i run home naked

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

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