This is a song about "August son"

Topping obstacles, unstoppable, the prodigal son

It ain't nothin' better than a passionate woman

Me and my microphone could be one

// [but the kid is not my son]

So now she picks up the gun

This is why i have trust issues son

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

Real bars im poor but rich son when it comes to spits son

Welcome son to the new world

But i murder him first

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Few days back my sister lost her son....

I don't want your fucking votes son

They'll have to rename this one

Okay...you should not hate me son

Miami nights, ain't another one