This is a song about "Beating babies"

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

4-3... yea, remember that please

Just as you rose you will fall

Beating the boring and banal

Altering their skin till they heart stop beating

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

Im beating rappers daily

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Beating chatter, your peak is shattered

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

I don't really want no babies,

And nine out of ten broads call a nigga arrogant

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

Suspicious babies in britches

But i guess that shit's just tough love