This is a song about "Baby the maltese"

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

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

You know its true, look around baby and just enjoy the view/

It's in the palm of your hand now baby

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Except maybe in the future we could have a baby

Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

So pass the baby oil

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

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

The truth hurts baby , lick the ice cream off your cone