This is a song about "Baby on"

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Baby im on my other shit,

But go ahead and leave this baby on the corner all alone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

So come on baby, someone like you makes my dream come true

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Thats you, thinking maybe im just a baby scribbling on paper off the vapor

Your body on my body baby stickin like some glue

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

And when i do baby ill right be there with you on the phone,

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone