This is a song about "Dying babies"

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Till shady brits,commit to take a couple babies

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Suspicious babies in britches

We're lookin out for your babies mama

Lucky seven probably poppa

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

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

I don't really want no babies,

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

I hope not because i cant be dealing with little babies,

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze