This is a song about "Fucking babies"

Babies born to mothers that will slowly leave em

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

"slim shady, hotter than a set of twin babies"

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

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

But i'm more scared of weddings than a funeral lately

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

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

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

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

Till shady brits,commit to take a couple babies