This is a song about "Courtney baby"

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

I could once again call her my baby/

And i know love me baby

I’m tryna be low key

What them tippers don't see

Hold up i'm your baby.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

'cus the space of gaming's expanding baby

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

It aint nothing but a g thang baby

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Well you gotta know baby

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy