This is a song about "Son"

Make them more insecure when they caught one

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

Long as she come to me first

Welcome son to the new world

// [but the kid is not my son]

This thing that you could imagine

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

On they twitter writing novels, see

I'ma son you, no irv gotti

So you better run better run son

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Go where you ain't been

Now let me talk to you son,

// [but the kid is not my son]

I'm a son of a gun