This is a song about "Son of jacob"

I'm so fuckin' southern i could be the son of paula dean,

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

It's like a black hole, whole fucking abyss

I'm the bastard son of a

They claim it as their own, africa

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

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

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

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

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Here's my account, son, of why i rap so good,