This is a song about "Birth marks"

I got these tats all on my arms

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

You good man, we don't want you

Quays made a baby his birth rates new

Got their cannons, landed and planted causing havoc, to this birth

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

That she miscarried your birth,