This is a song about "Sweety baby"

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

I’m tryna be low key

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

And niggas flashing crazy

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

Parents treat me like a baby

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

What them tippers don't see

But i think i like that, just maybe

I'm still just a baby