This is a song about "Baby pigeons"

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

And other times they'll be as high as pigeons sit nigga

But five years from now i bet she see

I got to be your baby

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Dreaming too another religion based off of flying pigeons

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

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

I just want somebody i can see

Parents treat me like a baby

And i know love me baby

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

What them tippers don't see

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

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

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