This is a song about "Artificial insemination"

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

My mama smoked so god damn much

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

My relation is on and off with mary

Big stacks, no lego bricks

After eating burgers and chips

Music can't cheat on me, it's the one relation i put faith in,

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Her tears are like acid, eating my insides

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

Immaculate conception of the hip hop genius

Together all the timethought it was true love

I'm planting c4 in the back of a delivery van

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan