This is a song about "Baby lotion"

Like an explosion, erosion, you need some healing lotion,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Put lotion in the basket and then rip em apart

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

Parents treat me like a baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Hold up i'm your baby.

Do you think i'm crazy

I'm begging these girls to put down the lotion

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

You're the one sitting back and still applying your sun lotion

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin