This is a song about "Letter to my unborn child"

From an innocent little child, i grew up to love gore

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

A letter to his mother tells of his fatal mistake

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Send a letter to me,we can do it together,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Poster child of wild styles apparatus closer to cactus

I'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

I'm the only child that my mom regrets, probably best

Poppin cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

Yet magazines still tellin me im not gettin my varsity letter yet