This is a song about "Crying baby funk"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Lady of rage and rbx, g-funk would say,

I need money in a major way

They rock n rollin bring tha funk to the whole nation/

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

His dad picks him up and asks why is he crying

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Crunk on that colt 45 drunk feeling funk nah mean

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Kids crying in the background

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free