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

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

And i want to tell you know cause ill be dead and gone soon.

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

She step away and that's when i see my daughter

Everybody is born with a talent but yours seems to be invalid

Livin life just as good as we couldbut since a bitch can't be trusted

And now it's clear as this promise

And soon to be enormous

I may be the illest emcee to be born here in this time of the century

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far

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

I make songs about shit for attention

68. soon i'll be old and collecting my pension,

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

And soon to be enormous