This is a song about "Yummy babies in my tummy"

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Bitches lining up lines snortin like its a banquet, so high bitches leaving me babies in baskets,

Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy

They giving pounds and that before get the money

I flow sweet like honey in your tummy im funny and hungry

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Champagne in my tummy i won't ashame my mommy

Suspicious babies in britches

I can teach you all the sounds of love

And i know - there'll never be peace

I don't really want no babies,

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

I'm killing off,all the babies

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Yummy edibles made with honey in my tummy