This is a song about "Sweril babies"

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Because i'll eat yo babies

I fuck ladies they all want my babies so they pay me

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

And i need you to show me love

Suspicious babies in britches

Thoughts of having babies and living together till we're eighty

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

We're lookin out for your babies mama

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

You gotta breathe and be at ease