This is a song about "Mom i your fucking son"

About my son growing up without the best mom ever mentioned.

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

I see your love and radiance coming out of michael my son,

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Your mom and dad on the list,so i make the tryst,

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

I will fuck your mom with strap on,

Look, if i have another son, it's your brother

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I hate your fucking guts.

Shout out my nigga miles