This is a song about "Fucking babies"

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Steal your love with ease

Because i'll eat yo babies

Babies are visible lets keep this visual before i'm become vengeful and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

But in the meantime it's lights please

When she sees me she might have babies

Lucky seven probably poppa

We're lookin out for your babies mama

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Sun is shinin as im makin babies

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

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

I keep the competition crying just like they babies,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees