This is a song about "Hold you baby"

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Betraying you baby is killing me

And all women who had light features, see

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

// [you can hold all the cards]

And you know i love you baby

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

// [you can hold all the cards]

You haters put up your guards

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

Don't be absurd, ma'am, you birdbrain baby

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy