This is a song about "Baby dude"

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I’m saving major loot

Dont try to judge me dude

Leave that other fucking dude

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Society telling me to not be a sap, dude.

Cause dishonesty is not my of my pathology, modesty is dude,

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Pockets probably like fried food

You just can't beat me dude,

How about slinky you can help me dude?

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Rollin' with my baby