This is a song about "Baby oprah"

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

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

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy

Parents treat me like a baby

Well you gotta know baby

But make sure if they do see

I've been confused, out of my mind lately

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Rollin' with my baby

What them tippers don't see

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby