This is a song about "U r still a baby in rapping"

O really ! u think u r very smart playing with someone's emotion

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

I'm dreaming to be great

Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

Except maybe in the future we could have a baby

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

But r u sure cause u make me daisy

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

You're a whack rapper while u thought you're rapping hot like a #sexy #chick

Like you were a stillborn baby who was still born

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn