This is a song about "Son of a"

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

Me and my microphone could be one

To me its fun, when i kill a son

Riding around without a fuck given

Said "one day you're going to be a man son"

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

They say that karats help your vision

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Fuck you go to hell u cheating son of a bitch i wish u fell

Are you honestly just tryin to be a nuisance son?

I would have been a totally different person