This is a song about "Baby mamas"

I got to be your baby

I was wondering maybe

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Yo mamas so black her tits are filled with grape flavored silicone

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Giving aids and hiv to baby mamas, stacking riches,

Must be something you want me to see

And you know i love you baby

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

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

Well you gotta know baby

Do you think i'm crazy

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Nigga you never left your mamas nest

Optimism - wishin' make you too content