This is a song about "Harlequin babies"

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Cause there could never be peace

I don't really want no babies,

I fuck ladies they all want my babies so they pay me

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Till shady brits,commit to take a couple babies

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Your rhymes are developed as aborted babies

Babies born to mothers that will slowly leave em

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Cause i don't need no babies.

But in the meantime it's lights please

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

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