This is a song about "Killing babies"

Till shady brits,commit to take a couple babies

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Always knew where the pot was

Suspicious babies in britches

My divine itching and shrine killing

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

They giving pounds and that before get the money

I fuck ladies they all want my babies so they pay me

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

I keep the competition crying just like they babies,

We're lookin out for your babies mama

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Babies are visible lets keep this visual before i'm become vengeful and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened