This is a song about "Obese children from texas"

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Indo queen from that dirty south texas browntown menace

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

Jigsaw isn't here or leatherface in texas chainsaw

'till like illegal mexicans in texas, bitch we'll break borders,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

For those whey no fit dey fix son

As i christen your children

Box car children trying to hide

My uncle pulled me to the side

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children

I got a shorty name texas and

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

So flee this beef children,

Hold on you can see my vision