This is a song about "My baby s gone"

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

Lucky seven probably poppa

I made her my baby mama

I could once again call her my baby/

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I mean the game been dry

You gone take care of my

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

On toys for my baby princess

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

I've lost control all my sanity is gone

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong