This is a song about "White babies"

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Try to adjust as you constantly fuss like babies teething

Not likely like stay long please

I'm killing off,all the babies

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

"slim shady, hotter than a set of twin babies"

Lights please, lights please

Cause i don't need no babies.

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Your rhymes are developed as aborted babies

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

And if i want to go outside