This is a song about "Raping children"

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

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

That's how we make it right

Box car children trying to hide

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

All the innocent little children

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Fucking everybody raping against me

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Decided to spurt some mayhem, might", murder yo' wife 'n' children.

You face made blind children cry

Live off my lie and my lullaby

Children want heros but i've become a villain

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun