This is a song about "Birth control"

Just another system of control

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

The birth pangs of democracy shout out

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

For sure, you were made special at birth.

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Quays made a baby his birth rates new

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

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

She lashes at me, out of control,

Timmy got his bike stole

Talking about the god you serve

So its death before birth

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

His d*** is smaller than a birth control device,