This is a song about "A son"

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

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

My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Shrine in a timely fashion never been cought ain't tryna brag son

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Knowing they gotta a daughter or a son

See with a district columbia vision

Homosexuality's a sin, but that's dirty son?

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

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

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

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

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

This 15 yr old fag has a son, are you kitten me?