This is a song about "Chamod s babies"

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

Sun is shinin as im makin babies

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Till shady brits,commit to take a couple babies

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Your rhymes are developed as aborted babies

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

We're lookin out for your babies mama

Got a killer flow from the llama