This is a song about "Sum got to change little kids taking shots to the brain"

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

I'm entertainin' 'til the players change to complainers

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

And all the other silenced victims when they're taking shots with,

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Taking the shots with, the gats from a racist obnoxious youth,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Cocksucker kick rocks, we need to make the smartest guys the big shots,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

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

I need to change the game,

They think they bring that pain

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Only food accepts the fat kids, got nothing else to run to