This is a song about "Food baby"

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy

Parents treat me like a baby

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Every third lady that flirt, want my chirp lately

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

And i know love me baby

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I got to be your baby

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,