This is a song about "One son"

But it's real shit comparing to yours, son.

Can’t you see just how long my run

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

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Topping obstacles, unstoppable, the prodigal son

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

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

Me and my microphone could be one

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

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Maybe one day i can look at my son