This is a song about "August son"

Beautiful are thou, africa

I'm the bastard son of a

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

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

When it's all said and done

Now let me talk to you son,

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

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

// [but the kid is not my son]

I pop one, you pop one

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open

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

Got hu women frostburg women

// [but the kid is not my son]

I told him get his 9 and run

So you better run better run son