This is a song about "Carolina the baby"

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

Money long from here to japan

Oh ya baby, im the man

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Its like baby of the rap game

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Bt let me tel u baby this is not the case..

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

But go ahead and leave this baby on the corner all alone

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I tell em ain't shit changed like the diapers on ya baby