This is a song about "Your a babie"

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Lady at the frank stand will

Your a show without a channel

Hit the block like a postman with mail

Laylow your a fail, your flows stale,

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

I'm a pro your a minor,

All my shit designer