This is a song about "Swisha made her fader"

Bring the battering ram where you live

Tears in her eyes made him realise

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Even though her inconsistent intuitions made your missing dinner

The smoking && injuries made mom's lungs weak && her body hurt

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

I try to tell them i'm one of the

I made her my baby mama

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

I made her ball hard, poured her some vodka renard blondey leotard

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

She was a bad bitch, i made her go low

You thought you got it made

If i die before i wake

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Barney rumble yo bitch, leo made her bed rock