This is a song about "Report finds babies"

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Till shady brits,commit to take a couple babies

Your rhymes are developed as aborted babies

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Kid finds it funny, just cause i'm a homo man

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

Because i'll eat yo babies

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

And i know - there'll never be peace

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers