This is a song about "Baby dady"

I got to be your baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But five years from now i bet she see

I could once again call her my baby/

'cus the space of gaming's expanding baby

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I've been confused, out of my mind lately

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

U gotta sin baby!

Give me the key, give it baby

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

And niggas flashing crazy

I got to be your baby