This is a song about "Little babies"

We're lookin out for your babies mama

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

I keep the competition crying just like they babies,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Thoughts of having babies and living together till we're eighty

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

Try to adjust as you constantly fuss like babies teething

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

Secret society all we ask is trust

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

Because i'll eat yo babies

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Suspicious babies in britches

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love