This is a song about "Kabain signal"

Them niggas talking, they like man he official

Unsubstantially, these rappers take my signal,

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Every rhyme that i rap is a signal of an expert

Signal distress, stuck in the nickel pretense

And everybody's having sex

Signal urkel, "did i do that?", bitch you know our actions always hurtful

But that takes paper that we don't have so niggas put their souls up as collateral

Signal urkel, "did i do that?", bitch you know our actions hurtful

You never had a son, in the physical or literal