This is a song about "My son noah"

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

My son and i have been dealt one crappy hand,

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

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

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Maybe one day i can look at my son

Oh my goodness did i just have a son,

All the girls really want is fun

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

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

// [but the kid is not my son]

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

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

You trying real hard to appeal to someone