This is a song about "Lol i ant down just begain my son"

I can't ant get away with murder

Baby, you know who you are

The next day you is everybody target

Lol, fuck it, i don't have time for this shit.

Some kill for millions, i sold my soul for pennies son!

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

He just throws it around

I squeese my head down,

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

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Well well, yo it's just me and my son, we're all alone now.

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

I sit and dont say a word i just look down at my blouse