This is a song about "I love my son"

// [but the kid is not my son]

White with a badge or anyone

Becoming someone you don't recognize

I love my life, and i love my wife

Get on my level son

What up girl, tell me how you been

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

// [she says i am the one, but the kid is not my son]

My son and i have been dealt one crappy hand,

Life is your only friend, one day you'll understand

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

// [she says i am the one, but the kid is not my son]

So now she picks up the gun

I don't want your fucking votes son