This is a song about "Fucking babies"

Suspicious babies in britches

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Sun is shinin as im makin babies

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

We was her babies, she just wanted to hold us

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Try to adjust as you constantly fuss like babies teething

Put that on everything these other bitches anything

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Till shady brits,commit to take a couple babies