This is a song about "Sweril babies"

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

When she sees me she might have babies

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Satan babies that cause storms and invert child porn,

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

I'm killing off,all the babies

I'm everything that they call nice

I hope not because i cant be dealing with little babies,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Babies are visible lets keep this visual before i'm become vengeful and

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

I don't really want no babies,