This is a song about "Raping children"

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

You find yourself thinking more about the children

When you first started raping

Money ain't a thing

Tryna find the one

So flee this beef children,

Look at our presidents, he's charming, but he's raping the land,

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Dammen that is the way you are supposed to be raping

You face made blind children cry

That's the window into the sky

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Millions of children, bitch it must be.

Sleep raping all my ladies

Steal your love with ease