This is a song about "Will s 16 children"

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

As i christen your children

Can’t you see just how long my run

So flee this beef children,

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

A couple children i can raise who actually love the world,

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

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

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

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

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

The children will deal bullying and deal with the stress,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

Befriending people who inevitably will depend on me