This is a song about "Saving children"

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

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

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

I hate police so im saving the street!

So flee this beef children,

Top ranked, number one my son

And getting money is the song i sing

There's children dying and i am crying

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

Overdose heimlich procedure reversing in time saving lifes like a crime

That i'm saving my raging

I'm doing the same thing