This is a song about "Fantastic baby"

And beat the fascists, my lineage fantastic,

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

I'm still just a baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy

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

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

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

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Grind a lemon to the blunt so that the smoke'll smell fantastic

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit