This is a song about "Spy kids"

All green nigga pick six

And speak to suburban kids

Why are the little kids having little kids

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Kids giving their parents bad stress

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

Stories we were told as kids

My team getting digits

Cause u know that this my jam

Asking little kids if they can

Even if i had to mediate or spy,

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly