This is a song about "My soon to be born daughter"

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

I got my scythe sharpened now, soon you will be asking how,

And soon to be enormous

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

And soon to be enormous

I think found where your mind was

Soon i'll be taking over, there's no time to look back

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Soon i will raise to the top, makes sense that i was born on the highland,

First off congratulate me on the soon to be win

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Being born and brought up with scars may be no way to be a star

I imagine that we'll soon be united, soon to be unanimous,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love