This is a song about "Report finds babies"

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

But forget the star’s report card dog, so what its shit,

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Till shady brits,commit to take a couple babies

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

If she ever finds out i'll be in a lot of shit

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Suspicious babies in britches

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

All that ass in your jeans

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Sun is shinin as im makin babies

Now everyone finds the change

With foreign names, valet the range