This is a song about "Lil steve you just a kid with nothing on my bring it son"

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

Fuck womun, you just dont listen, bieber, bring me my magnum

Fuck with a smile single file she'll bust nuff styles

Who are you fooling with, stupid kid, you just freaking disguise

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Numbing, poke you with a pin... nope nothing.

The you of my son, family and friends will just drop.

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Just to match the grind with precision

// [but the kid is not my son]

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

So son, why'd you bother if school was nothing but a landfill laid in for too long

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Americans have nothing on the weapons i be testing son

// [but the kid is not my son]

Can’t you see just how long my run