This is a song about "Squeaky kids"

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

Asking little kids if they can

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Its amazing because kids turned

Hey cole world, real cold world

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

No squeaky clean scenes of ghetto violence is,

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Covered suburban kids, man they're just rich white kids

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Oh and fuck all the cool kids

Niggas, y'all think my songs that i write are squeaky clean,

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen