This is a song about "My lost son"

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

Lost my mother wen i was barley eight

But i lost my composure

But that's what he liked her

I know most guys won't freak together

Man i just lost my temper

Maybe one day i can look at my son

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

Beyond the extremities of every one and anyone

I hope my moms finally proud for me to be her son,

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Smack you faggits backless n then run wanna stab you with my pen son

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Good love then i can do that for her

Lost ma mother and my brother