This is a song about "Being a baby"

I just want somebody i can see

Parents treat me like a baby

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

And getting money is the song i sing

Or was i just a desolate being

I believed in a higher being.

She say she love me more than anything

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

Am i crazy? or am i just being a baby,

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I pipe in and one night her

Tell him to kill a baby toddler,

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats