This is a song about "My babygirl"

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My streaks my testament.

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

As he grew up he got more confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Well rick james, maury jane

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

But even if it rain, we get rained on together

My words are my rhythm

Atl was tipping them

See my pain through my eyes,

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