This is a song about "Baby on"

I know it hard but baby hold on

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Your body on my body baby stickin like some glue

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Am i crazy? maybe, but fucked up is how i been lately

I wanna chill, i wanna chill, i wanna chill on sugar hill baby

On toys for my baby princess

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone//

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

When i'm low, she take me high

On my ride on the bills baby i

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

Parents treat me like a baby