This is a song about "Born to prank"

Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters

'cuz many of those black youth are born to die just after birth,

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

You had to be born on a highway because thats were most accidents happen.

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Babies born to mothers that will slowly leave em

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

I was born to own a heart but never taught to know the part

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I wasn't born mean i was pushed to treachery

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

Not a moment to bicker, sinner born tonight, a winner's liver torn in spite

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

I was born to be a king

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Little pressure to improve because clever was born great