This is a song about "Babys"

No new babys to be born into the world

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

Murder ya with a babys rattle toy,

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

I wanna feed my babys kids

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

That was 9 months ago now im the lil babys daddy

My flow fatal ready to disable the bus and break him down like a babys cradle

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.