This is a song about "You were born last nightt"

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

She abhorred her spouse, when they were born she couldn't afford a house

You were born angelic i was born a sinner

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

Love my women with high heels and high standards

“you pray that i reach heaven” were her last words

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

And you couldn't steal weights if you were born to hustle

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Remember last september when you last surrendered to a chicken piece?

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

When you said you were leaving rap-pad cause you were agonized

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Born in 86 been loyal ever since,your born that why and people hate but you

I'm chaos given life, my bars were born hectic/

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick