This is a song about "Damn son"

We left em a world that's cursed

Welcome son to the new world

When something is broken

// [but the kid is not my son]

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

So damn crisp and so damn big

// [but the kid is not my son]

Cold, my style making my nose run

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Topping obstacles, unstoppable, the prodigal son

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Knowing they gotta a daughter or a son

I'm caged up in state prison

I don't want your fucking votes son

But it's real shit comparing to yours, son.

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone