This is a song about "Punching babies"

Satan babies that cause storms and invert child porn,

I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

Got a killer flow from the llama

We're lookin out for your babies mama

4-3... yea, remember that please

Cause i don't need no babies.

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Suspicious babies in britches

Your rhymes are developed as aborted babies

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Punching above your weight you absolute reprobate

I'm killing off,all the babies

I'm why baby mommas leave