This is a song about "My baby father"

This crazy lady, call her my baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I gotta know if it's real or not

Cause baby you're my rock

I made her my baby mama

My all gold rolly or the

Gimme my father back gimme my nigguhs back

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

My father never talks to me

It's lopsided like a aa college student trying to undertake a d1 scholar

To focus solely on handling my responsibilities as a father

Fight yo baby father,

I'm gon do it proper

Rollin' with my baby

Hail mary nigga, run quick see