This is a song about "Not a baby no more"

Im just admitting it im not lying no more

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

Not much like a barney fife, more like a barney rubble.

No more worrying at all, baby i just wanna live

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I'm not crazy, i just shot a lady, and lust her baby

So we can live again

No more money, no more fame

Im not really a rapper im more of an artist

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

But that was only one time

No more waiting in a line

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not