This is a song about "Retarted children"

Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Man going around around the world so many times i'm dizzy

I'm always busy, like a retarted kid spelling mississippi,

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

It's evil, people feel like they're stuck in a system, moms clutching their children

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done