This is a song about "Son of a bitch toucan sam"

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

Knowing they gotta a daughter or a son

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Ross and folarin, couple women

To me its fun, when i kill a son

Are you honestly just tryin to be a nuisance son?

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Like a bitch, goes up, with helium, and then set his son of a fucking ass down

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Of a beautiful, heaven sent, and because it is relevant, bitch.

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers