This is a song about "Stabbing little kids"

I diss little kids who can't fit in cuz i'm a bully

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Affectin' little kids when they hear us drop a poem,

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Just another product of this matrix

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

Except feel the pain stabbing through my heart

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard