This is a song about "Laughing babies"

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

Lf beat this slut to death ill be happy and laughing

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

It's kinda sad, but i'm laughing whatever happens

But you hate them navel kisses

Suspicious babies in britches

Your rhymes are developed as aborted babies

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

See all i ever wanna do is be relevant

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

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

Cause i don't need no babies.

You make a nigga sing songs nice

We're lookin out for your babies mama

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama