This is a song about "My sons addic"

Polluting my computer are the sons of such medusas//a mess

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Father was rich enough to pay, child would never have any sons

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

he saved our lives , he rose from death he forages for his sons,

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

All of my sons searching for their mommy now.

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

My own unknown is my enemy,

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

We smoke loud, might have to get your ears checked out