This is a song about "Baby vomit"

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

I rhyme at speeds so supersonic, that they make you vomit.

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Vomit, spew droplets, poppet on the prophet who claims a honest promise.

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

Known for throwing up so ima vomit on this beat

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

And no longing for dates

Vomit all on the drapes

It's obvious i'm crazy

And i know love me baby