This is a song about "Letter to my son"

To be throwing the hand’s son”

I'm caged up in state prison

But it's real shit comparing to yours, son.

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

And get on down with this thc vision

// [but the kid is not my son]

And,i hope u get my apology letter

They some kanye biters, i'm a cayun pepper

That's why forever i love seldom and trust never

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

Welcome son to the new world

Long as she come to me first

Well baby bot there ain't no question

// [but the kid is not my son]

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Each and every one of my lines are clever, down to the very last letter.