This is a song about "Prodigal son"

// [but the kid is not my son]

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Knowing they gotta a daughter or a son

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

If you're dealin' with hardware i feel bad for you, son

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Real bars im poor but rich son when it comes to spits son

When it's all said and done

// [but the kid is not my son]

Topping obstacles, unstoppable, the prodigal son

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

// [but the kid is not my son]

Mami... she open, she open

Hit the joint and pass it son

Insubordinate for good reason