This is a song about "Braden my son"

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason

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

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

// [but the kid is not my son]

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

You dread me like im haitian, get the fuck up out my face son

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

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

My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

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

It seems that lifes a rush, an its just me an my son

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

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