This is a song about "Physical abuse kills"

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

Emotional or physical either way it's cynical.

Yeah, the pains of growing old are physical but mental, true

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

Roll up and inhale, i live next to denzel

Kills any body with just his pencil.

But ill still have physical scars

And mine somewhere bout mars

Abuse and trafficking

Check the stats, my team winning

And i just want to hold her

Kills the mother, kidnaps the daughter

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Physical fitness, home economics