This is a song about "She is my baby"

But this is it baby, goodbye

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

She say the "royal penis is clean", i'm prince akeem and she is my queen

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

So disappointed cause baby she was so phony

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

Baby i would stick out no quitter,she a heavy hitter,

Yo my bitch is a good girl, she makes no mistakes

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

You don't work you are a slave my work is jesus's gift to me, baby see

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy