This is a song about "My unborn"

And all she wants is to dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

These my rhymes and my story

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

My shirt, purple label my shirt

30 chains on, bet the light work

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see