This is a song about "Baby ducks"

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

Hold up i'm your baby.

Theyre ducks, hides and theyre faces contorts and they begin to pray

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

And i know love me baby

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

I'm still just a baby

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

On they twitter writing novels, see

I got to be your baby