This is a song about "A love son"

A heart attack, son, cause a how bad that was."

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

Shit, come down, its not that much of a suprise son!

Oh my goodness did i just have a son,

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Are you honestly just tryin to be a nuisance son?

I'm the bastard son of a

My all gold rolly or the

Always a jokester, stubborn as mule but i miss having you call me son

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage