This is a song about "Hot sauce on my burrito baby"

I could once again call her my baby/

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

Ain't no better swimming in the ocean of your lady

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

So what if this hurt you, on my daddy baby and thats me

Cause baby you're my rock

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Baby you like saying my name the most on your gucci bag and more