This is a song about "Sweril babies"

Handicapping amass babies

And i know - there'll never be peace

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Sun is shinin as im makin babies

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

I don't really want no babies,

"slim shady, hotter than a set of twin babies"

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

Try to adjust as you constantly fuss like babies teething

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

We was her babies, she just wanted to hold us

Play hard to get, females get jealous