This is a song about "Balloons son"

// [but the kid is not my son]

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

So you better run better run son

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

From alaska son and i'm

All the girls really want is fun

Comedian, try again, son

This is why i have trust issues son

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Hold on you can see my vision

I'm scary aren't i son

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

I can only imagine

Damn.... can you keep up son?

And i listen to common