This is a song about "My sons my bestfriend"

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

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

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

I might have fuck my ex's bestfriend but i'm not shore

Sons and daughters, thanks for bein

For thinking you clean

And your performance is important when you use your faceay, she never used to be this way

Made me bust all the way to their next generation, their future sons got my jizz dna

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Signed to sons of scotland and i only sent a demo once

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

Can't you see it only makin ya sons suffer?/

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

No rest for the wicked, or the clean purest of sons