This is a song about "You my baby you got me going crazy i want you to have my babies"

Me going crazy in the future can it be me and you baby

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Don't stay lower, i want to show you my reality

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

I fuck ladies they all want my babies so they pay me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Me going crazy in the future can it be me and you baby

You don't work you are a slave my work is jesus's gift to me, baby see

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

You don't want to push me too far i got no problems taking you out g

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Listen to me baby, i know sometimes you might think i'm mad

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

I want to be my words you begin to recite