This is a song about "Mothers baby girl who died and flew to heav"

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

Story of a young dreamer who was mistook n' then he died...

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.

A bird swooped to the tree of truth, carried and flew,

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

As he ceased to breath and he peacefully died

Fuck your girl baby momma and ya mom in the same night

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Baby girl imma massage you and release dat tension

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

They're both seen as incompetent with their baby mothers,