This is a song about "Bib"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

You'll need a bib for this, my kills are messy

And then everybody wanna sip, til the juice spill everybody want a bib

Plz tell me ill get over this soon, ive even marked the people i wanted

Use your mom's underwear as a bib at red lobster

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Took your rattle, bib, book and paddle so you have to improvise