This is a song about "The children sleeping emma go outside and babies crying told alive"

See with a district columbia vision

All the innocent little children

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

Mobb deep, biggie, pac, and shady were the best alive,

And see outside the seething crime revealed in those graffiti designs

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

The devil is alive and wreakin havoc

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Im outside alone and its so cold, just like the words you said for told,

Let the money pile up and tell 'em buried alive

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

Sit outside and watch the constellations/ and always raise your limitations/

When it's trouble, they "blocka" and fuck a life

Follow the leader, they'll swallow and eat ya alive,