This is a song about "Ur my baby"

My doctor wouldn't believe i was a baby

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

You're my reflection and all i see is you

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

U say ur the hottest mc but my one rhyme made ur flow freeze/

On toys for my baby princess

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

(dream come true x3) cause baby baby your my ( dream come true x3)

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

My rhymes are potent/time u notice/align ur focus

Where did my time go? i let it fly

On my ride on the bills baby i

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

This is a double entendre ur a troubled contender for my crown improve ur vocab clown/