This is a song about "You rap like a baby"

You left in a bind baby sis crying

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Every third lady that flirt, want my chirp lately

I'm rockin yo lady like rock a by baby

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

You rap like a ghost, your rhymes are see through.

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer

Eyes never lazyg.e.d-ing on the daily

You tried to fight it, cried like a sulking baby.

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

I rap sharply like i spit a tack at you i stick to the track like glue

Looking like ya shit you britches in a heavy rap of mist

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

But make sure if they do see

Parents treat me like a baby