This is a song about "Killer babies"

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Because i'll eat yo babies

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

"slim shady, hotter than a set of twin babies"

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I hope not because i cant be dealing with little babies,

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

I don't really want no babies,

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

When she sees me she might have babies

Ima let her be by herself in peace

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese