This is a song about "Birth control"

And control this shit yourself dog.

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

The lord surely touched my baby girl from birth.

Talking of the gods you serve

Had the nerve since my birth/

Purify that woman soul

Just a new system of control.

Quays made a baby his birth rates new

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

He thinks that he can control

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

And you are not around like black fathers

Shit up like saying random verbs,been ill since birth,