This is a song about "For my son"

Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen

Some kill for millions, i sold my soul for pennies son!

// [but the kid is not my son]

When it's all said and done

Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open

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

About my son growing up without the best mom ever mentioned.

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

I see your love and radiance coming out of michael my son,

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Oh my goodness did i just have a son,

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one