This is a song about "Girl growing into woman from council estate then having kids and a selfish lazy fel"

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Gonna have it all, nice cars and a huge estate with a huge golden gate.

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

I had visions of growing old and being a grandfather,

Get a girl and then thrill her

How simple they are

No more amore, i refuse to force you

I went from having a 2bit, 3 man crew,

Into words and then flow,

But seemingly believe it though

Rub titties in his face and laugh

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Because its a growing job market and i like computers