This is a song about "Touching children"

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division

I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken

Me, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Music touching kids like sandusky is out on bail

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Fear touching the bones leaving me pale almost inorganic/

Decided to spurt some mayhem, might", murder yo' wife 'n' children.

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Pushin innocent children of buildings isn't normal right?

Millions of children, bitch it must be.

And now that i’m getting money