This is a song about "Vodka babies"

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Suspicious babies in britches

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

And shoot off with vodka after whole bottles,

Together all the timethought it was true love

I try to tell them i'm one of the

We're lookin out for your babies mama

I'm killing off,all the babies

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Cause i don't need no babies.

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Because i'll eat yo babies

Five shots she ready to leave