This is a song about "Babies with objects in their mouths"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Im all up in they mouths like im the fucking business

Make a freak whore, detour

Lets eat and rap with our mouths full,

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

Lying dead with my name carved in their arm with a swastika

Lets eat and rap with our mouths full,

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends

Showered in your objects you don't know about the projects

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Who take those words right out their mouths and you spin it

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I wasn't well in school, got in trouble with their faculty,