This is a song about "Baby sit on my lap"

Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

Sit on crates on my porch watching with a loaded rifle,

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

On my ride on the bills baby i

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Woof, bitch, top dog lay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Not w/ your niece on your lap holding you down

But i apologize for not walking you around

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Basking in everlasting hormones he asks her to sit in his lap

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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