This is a song about "Frankie baby dick"

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

Hopin' that my niggas see

Parents treat me like a baby

What them tippers don't see

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Well you gotta know baby

I got to be your baby

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Hold up i'm your baby.

Do you think i'm crazy

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

I'd rather be proud to get by, like when frankie came out

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

And my kick game beyond crazy

Rollin' with my baby