This is a song about "Baby powder"

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.

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

I was wondering maybe

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Well you gotta know baby

Rose cases, we pop daily

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I got to be your baby

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

To powder and sniff, you surmount to a whiff

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy