This is a song about "Punching babies"

Suspicious babies in britches

Here i go again, falling in love

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

"slim shady, hotter than a set of twin babies"

I hope not because i cant be dealing with little babies,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

I'm killing off,all the babies

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Wave high to the ritalin regiment

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

I scream up toward the skies, punching the ground for you to come back as i sat