This is a song about "I made her pregnant"

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Dawg, i almost did, get my girl pregnant.

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

My all gold rolly or the

Umm made her ribs snap nigga,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

He made her special, the perfect wife, perfect mother.

I made up my mind, on 24th august i was gonna tell her.

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Mom ingested while pregnant/ wonder why i have these

When they had you in their stomach when they were pregnant

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed