This is a song about "Baby food"

I got to be your baby

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Trying to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy

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

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

All my niggas get together to gather loot

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Hopin' that my niggas see

I'm still just a baby

Let me rideuntil i get free

Parents treat me like a baby