This is a song about "Murray fucks babies"

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

On the couch, wasted giving no fucks

Shout out my nigga miles

I keep the competition crying just like they babies,

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

What the fucks you’re voice’s like,

Ain't that how black's do it, right

Where you welcome to problems

You blazing up face it fucks

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

When she sees me she might have babies

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Because i'll eat yo babies

Got her going down, no teeth

I'm killing off,all the babies