This is a song about "My little son"

My name is little c

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

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

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Yell in my hall,"son i know that you're blazing"

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

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Went out and had a church of kids

Do have my own little tricks

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Few days back my sister lost her son....

Mami... she open, she open

// [but the kid is not my son]

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

Cause if i can't feed my son then please let me die,