This is a song about "Rubber dduck"

"oh shit, honey, the rubber broke, here's another kid",

Just a little sprung but don't call me on your period

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Smoking lye, you know i'm high, i'm floating like a rubber duck

Gimme a hundred grand, don't need the rubber bands,

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Yea i have a career stretching and its like a rubber band

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Old rubber burners feed kids, have to run the numbers

And i ain't even have the decency to nut in a rubber

He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Old rubber burners feed kids, have to run the numbers

Peel out, burnin rubber

My records sell, yes sir