This is a song about "Braden my son"

// [but the kid is not my son]

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

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

Hold on you can see my vision

// [but the kid is not my son]

Some kill for millions, i sold my soul for pennies son!

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

Your tries are slurred, my knife is shoved inside further, you frightened, son?

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

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Maybe one day i can look at my son

Oh my goodness did i just have a son,

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision