This is a song about "I made her pregnant"

Rollin' down the four o five

Tears in her eyes made him realise

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

I want her bad. it drives me made when she's not hear to make me glad

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

She was a bad bitch, i made her go low

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Dawg, i almost did, get my girl pregnant.

Take back all the mistakes i made

Sippin' bitches what lemonade

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

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

The smoking && injuries made mom's lungs weak && her body hurt

But she's not alonemiss independent

Cause daddy left when you got pregnant