This is a song about "Ottawa kids"

And speak to suburban kids

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

A lesser measure of beggar kids

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Into all the innocent kids,

Look, need to call it quits

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

And i see kids treating other kids so crucially

Little kids are at a loss

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Clothes are dusted and he loathes these kids

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Asking little kids if they can

I gotta question for you man