This is a song about "Elephants giving birth"

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Doctor dre and them gave birth to gangsta rap, and it flourished,

Labels giving me debts instead of giving me checks

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

I keep them in detriment running at them like rampaging elephants.

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Killin' imagery, droppin' bitches just like elephants

The lord surely touched my baby girl from birth.

Part of me though, is searching for answers

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

All these bitches giving me stress instead of giving me head

Had the nerve since my birth/

This ones for the lovers

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

My all gold rolly or the