This is a song about "My tiny son"

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

I'm a tiny pants goon

Self made coming soon

The you of my son, family and friends will just drop.

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Your tries are slurred, my knife is shoved inside further, you frightened, son?

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Maybe one day i can look at my son

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Oh my goodness did i just have a son,

My talent should take me places i've never been

// [but the kid is not my son]

Can’t you see just how long my run

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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