This is a song about "Pregnant lady"

I'm after lady boyle

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Boy get off your so called little lady,

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Produces more liquid than a pregnant bitches tit

Cause daddy left when you got pregnant

If you feel it, it must be real just

I've been confused, out of my mind lately

This crazy lady, call her my baby

Oh yeah, when i got pregnant, they dived out of the way like a goalie.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

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

You know i love that pussy just like your cat lady grandma

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha