This is a song about "Pregnant girls"

He's pregnant with wealth as his fetal but more hesitation could turn lethal

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

But got love for them girls

He lying i’m on papers

One of mine is pregnant because she wasn't protected.

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Talking about the god you serve

When they had you in their stomach when they were pregnant

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

I get jelous when your with other girls

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught