This is a song about "Baby killers"

I got to be your baby

And niggas flashing crazy

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

I'm still just a baby

In a serial killers point of view

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

They say nothings ever free

And i know love me baby

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)