This is a song about "Womb"

Smoked dope out the womb my thoughts linger

When i’m looking in the mirror

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Out of the womb we're born free but enslaved into chains and used like puppets

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Grief is the name its like i came from the devils womb

Just know when you feeling that way spirit's in the room

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

You where destined to lose on your way out of your mothers womb