This is a song about "Damn son"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

While you loudly scream "damn son" proudly

Get on my level son

I'm a son of gun

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

I'm the bastard son of a

Topping obstacles, unstoppable, the prodigal son

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

// [but the kid is not my son]

Hit the joint and pass it son

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers