This is a song about "Fetal circulation"

You're uncool like my mother kin

Might stop his blood circulation

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Cutting of circulation to head like are you crazy?

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Into circulation, decade sustained

God is in my life every sunday im in the steeple, i fuck girls while theyr bent in the fetal,

The hate and the evil that you gave mei shine as a reminder of what you've done to my people

Media circulation only inspires evacuation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Malcolm sex has got sluts in the fetal

And even buy you a bottle

You can't do this you can't just go out and create a race of people.

He's pregnant with wealth as his fetal but more hesitation could turn lethal