This is a song about "Son of god"

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

The son of the holy father who died up on the cross

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

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

Yeah you know i got that work

God of the underworld

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

Like the son of goku, but son know i do not gohan, i goham, ho check the program/

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

No god dam way of communication

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is