This is a song about "Son of satin"

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I'm the lost son of god in the new page of psalm

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Dancin' with satan in satin

Son from the core of this earth hater a fan is torn

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Until y'all niggas are out of breath, you left every son appalled,

Keep wifey in la perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost