This is a song about "Baby c"

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

C and i flow the hardest

Denni-c, i run this rap shit.

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Gon put yo ass threw some pt while you bump some c/

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

The prophet muhammad done blessed you to hear the music of c/

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Hold up i'm your baby.