This is a song about "Hush little baby i m coming for you"

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Quit actin like a baby you wear little footie pajamas

I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass

Convertibles with turbo jets

I'm coming for you chickens heads

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

I thank you for making me who i am starting with every little cell

Look at you with your little baby nerves,

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

I been waiting for a little someone like you,

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash

I love you baby, daddys gotta go, it's time for daddy to go to rest

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest