This is a song about "Shooting babies with guns"

I'm killing off,all the babies

Inferior, but i'm nice

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Some jack you for your wallet with guns, like "where's it at faggot?"

After an umbrella run i'm having hella fun playing with heavy guns

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

As much as i wanna leave

I don't really want no babies,

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

A shooting range with bullet limits

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Few run with the guns cause they're nothing but pests