This is a song about "Den fortabte son"

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

// [but the kid is not my son]

Riding around without a fuck given

If ya aint den ya know yo in deep debt

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

White with a badge or anyone

Damn.... can you keep up son?

Gettin higher den da president, you sweeta den doze.

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Fuck satan, listen to him? never again will i fall into his sleeping den!

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

// [but the kid is not my son]

See, i'm second to no one

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

But now back in that opium den straight blowin'