This is a song about "Baby boom"

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

Boom! run up on a nigga wit the dope lyrics.

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Left me twice then boom came this kid

Well you gotta know baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Look...i stay with loud call it boom in noise

Simply out of this world by choice

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

Forty-five on the side me (boom boom)

Rose cases, we pop daily

Hold up i'm your baby.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I got to be your baby