This is a song about "Lito is my son and we have fun at the park football"

We chillin at the park, smokin blunts, dont give a fuck

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Life is a pyramid, and we are trapped at the bottom

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

No where to run so i looked at the sun and said atleast i had fun,

Two reflections into one

// [but the kid is not my son]

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

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