This is a song about "Being a baby"

We know we always out

Baby that's without a doubt

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Or was i just a desolate being

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Good love then i can do that for her

Tell him to kill a baby toddler,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

And there's little to be glad for

Tell him to kill a baby toddler,

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/