This is a song about "Stabbing little kids"

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

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

No wonder why when times get hard

Except feel the pain stabbing through my heart

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

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

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

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

Little kids and crack hustlers shooting 'em with nines drawn,

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Hey yo i once was a kid with the other little kids

Illegal like a lethal needle stabbing rappers that act sick

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

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

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots