This is a song about "Spy kids"

A lesser measure of beggar kids

So here i am at the store for some chips

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

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

While scheming on hits

Into all the innocent kids,

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Asking little kids if they can

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual

Just kids with hella fuel

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Why are the little kids having little kids

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

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

Kids here think there all grown.....

Now all i am is alone