This is a song about "A son of a bitch"

Used to find dope in his coat

Branded a son of middle-class folk,

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

Like a bitch, goes up, with helium, and then set his son of a fucking ass down

To me its fun, when i kill a son

I am not the only one

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Sick twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

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

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

Ya'll sum bitch niggaz a bunch of fags

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven