This is a song about "Womb"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

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

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

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

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

Smoked dope out the womb my thoughts linger