This is a song about "For my son"

This thing that you could imagine

Maybe one day i can look at my son

Every woman that know us think uzoma my cousin

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

You my son, you should thank my dick.

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

You just working with the scraps you was given

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

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

// [but the kid is not my son]

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Oh my goodness did i just have a son,

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

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