This is a song about "Diss dave like a baby"

But i think i like that, just maybe

Parents treat me like a baby

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

Please boo what's your size crazy

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

You tried to fight it, cried like a sulking baby.

Mama told me it'd be days like this

Spit a poem or a diss

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

Don't realize this is a diss

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Plus he’s crazy, lazy like a baby