This is a song about "Baby baby"

Well you gotta know baby

Do you think i'm crazy

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

U gotta sin baby!

I was wondering maybe

Well you gotta know baby

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

So while the world goes drake crazy

And i know love me baby

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

I could once again call her my baby/