This is a song about "Babies"

I fuck ladies they all want my babies so they pay me

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Thoughts of having babies and living together till we're eighty

Gotta give her da good i'm liking da wood and now it's over lady

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

We was her babies, she just wanted to hold us

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

Satan babies that cause storms and invert child porn,

Am i crazy? maybe, but fucked up is how i been lately

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Cause i don't need no babies.

So if you wanna leave

I keep the competition crying just like they babies,

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese