This is a song about "Baby mammas"

I could once again call her my baby/

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Well you gotta know baby

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Baby mammas on the corner—little mouths to feed

But five years from now i bet she see

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

'cus the space of gaming's expanding baby

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy

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

They say nothings ever free

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I'm still just a baby

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

Right now, so the boy can see it, i dont wanna be rude, neither crude, but fuck boy