This is a song about "Cry babies"

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

"slim shady, hotter than a set of twin babies"

I mean the game been dry

Didn't mean to make you cry

You face made blind children cry

Keep your heads up high

Babies are visible lets keep this visual before i'm become vengeful and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

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

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

I'm everything that they call nice

We're lookin out for your babies mama

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

But i'm more scared of weddings than a funeral lately