This is a song about "Having babies"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

And my niggas say

If your having a bad day

Cause there'll never be peace

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Thoughts of having babies and living together till we're eighty

Your rhymes are developed as aborted babies

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

I keep the competition crying just like they babies,

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

You know that love is a very serious thing