This is a song about "Hitler eating babies"

On the slow jam of love

Suspicious babies in britches

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

Questioning the whole meaning

No rations or resources for eating//

Cause i don't need no babies.

Five shots she ready to leave

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Because i'll eat yo babies

Your rhymes are developed as aborted babies

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

If 06 was a person it would be hitler

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her