This is a song about "Den fortabte son"

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Im hotta den...a sauna times a lava pit,

To be throwing the hand’s son”

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

Damn.... can you keep up son?

And it weighs a ton

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

But den i realised i aint gonna be paid...

And get on down with this thc vision

// [but the kid is not my son]

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

Homosexuality's a sin, but that's dirty son?

Bumpin my shit from essex to the dirty, den

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them