This is a song about "Second son"

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

Second i get in the booth,

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

I don't want your fucking votes son

But somehow it made them listen

To be throwing the hand’s son”

And i am one of one

I know you just doing your job

Skills for the second spot

Wouldn't have thought about it, for a second,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

It ain't nothin' better than a passionate woman

Knowing they gotta a daughter or a son