This is a song about "Child birth"

In her defense she a part of the crowd

The birth pangs of democracy shout out

Dark liquor 'til we busted

Thats what child support did,

Patience child. i smile upon you.

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Quays made a baby his birth rates new

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

Lyrics never tired they wont ever expire child

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

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

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

For sure, you were made special at birth.

Doctor dre and them gave birth to gangsta rap, and it flourished,

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink