This is a song about "The little mermaid"

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

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

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

The saxophone player and the little kid flowin',

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Seen corrupt cops buck shots,the little jits hoppin fences

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Summer time, different shore

Turn the volume up a little bit more

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

All the innocent little children

The poor little words ya jotting 'n writing.

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing