This is a song about "Birth rate"

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

I've made calculations, with such a jerkin' rate

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

Been raising hell on earth, ever since my first birth

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

All do these rate my shit, public criticize

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Her heart rate slows to normal

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

For sure, you were made special at birth.

She payed me at a steady rate,

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid