This is a song about "Baby give me more of you"

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Give me 4 more years to find my fate

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Hey baby, you make shady, maybe you can help me.

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Give me a reasoning to believe that baby you and me,

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Baby you like saying my name the most on your gucci bag and more

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Give me the key, give it baby

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

At the brink of death he cried out to god ''why?'' give me one more chance