This is a song about "Hustlin for my son"

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Few days back my sister lost her son....

Oh my goodness did i just have a son,

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

// [but the kid is not my son]

I'm caged up in state prison

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

I would have been a totally different person

Got hu women frostburg women

Maybe one day i can look at my son

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,

// [but the kid is not my son]

So now she picks up the gun

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

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