This is a song about "My stylin baby"

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I could once again call her my baby/

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Sitting on my baby ass starting to bawl

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

[b] better be broadcasting billions of my beats and bops, baby,

So baby let me get my dick out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

This crazy lady, call her my baby

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Baby your my dream come true i really want

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see