This is a song about "Will s 16 children"

To make karma come faster than she normally will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

The children will deal bullying and deal with the stress,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say

And when it's said and done

So flee this beef children,

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Where was that? you say the 90's set you free, but when was your release?

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Box car children trying to hide

All the innocent little children

She’s a star if i ever seen one