Screams, i thought we killed em ,thank god he didn't the thought of children,
I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women
You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes
Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//
Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something
Speaking to the children i just hope that they all listening,
That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
Hear the children screach for help all they do is call
I wanna be famous, the man your children ask what his name,
Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride
Pushin innocent children of buildings isn't normal right?
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
The children will deal bullying and deal with the stress,
I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken
Screams,i thought we killed em,thank god he didn't the thought of children
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