This is a song about "Vodka babies"

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

I'm killing off,all the babies

I'm everything that they call nice

Of the devil and then dance with him, drinkin' vodka,

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

And with no discussion i'm rushing straight to the vodka

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Your rhymes are developed as aborted babies

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

You deserve more than a smashed bottle of vodka,

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

And i need you to show me love

Suspicious babies in britches