This is a song about "Braden my son"

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

// [she says i am the one, but the kid is not my son]

About my son growing up without the best mom ever mentioned.

Fuck around and pay your rent lets go in my car and fake the tint

// [but the kid is not my son]

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Maybe one day i can look at my son

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen

I told her all about how we been living a lie

Cause if i can't feed my son then please let me die,

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Here's my account, son, of why i rap so good,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I hope my moms finally proud for me to be her son,

Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass