This is a song about "Your a babie"

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Your thought provokes a a common cold

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Your lyrics sound like your a handicap

Laylow your a fail, your flows stale,

Nah, i ain't gonna be embedded in jail

Your a show without a channel

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Wit my kin that i came in wit

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

Still listen to big

I only proved your a dick

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars