This is a song about "Birth"

We should fuck each others mothers

That she miscarried your birth,

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

From birth but i'm ready 4 it to end

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

It's like your vaginal birth, its not even worth it,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Since birth this what this world means to me, a lost legacy

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

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

And real bitches don't respect you

Quays made a baby his birth rates new

Destruct straight 'n' bust flames, gave birth-day/

She do everything i say