This is a song about "Orphan kids"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

How about our president killing innocent kids?

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Momma couldn't afford #abortions now you guess who's just an #orphan.

Never meeting his true love, having kids,

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Eenie meenie miney moe, catch an orphan by its toe,

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

I think one is an orphan. and one had an abortion

Hey cole world, real cold world

Its amazing because kids turned